Chapter 1074 He knew, That wasn't a dream_1

Chapter 1074

Upstairs, in the bathroom.

Alexander Foster stood close to the mirror, staring at a spot below his lower lip that he thought was blood. But when he wiped it off, he found no wound.

It was a very faint red that was almost invisible unless scrutinized closely.

Upon smearing it on his finger, it looked like a woman's lipstick.

He was gazing at the pale red on his finger, as if he were in a trance.

In his slightly dazed eyes, he seemed to relive the dream he just had—

While slightly tipsy, the girl of his dreams bent down and initiated a kiss.

At the time, he only felt dizzy and unreal. When he woke up after a short nap, Chloe was already sleeping beside him.

So, he labeled it as a dream.

But now, the faint red color almost drove him crazy.

He barely gave a chuckle, like a child who just received a handful of candy.

Fifteen minutes later, a knock was heard on Chloe's door.

She had just finished taking a bath and went over to open the door.