Chapter 1202

Cordy's eyes flashed, and John looked down to find himself topless.

He promptly picked up his shirt that was left nearby to cover himself.

Cordy frowned—obviously, she wanted John to get dressed, but it irked her seeing him getting agitated as if she was the one taking advantage of him.

Did he have to be so dramatic? It was not like she hadn't seen him naked.

Still, she watched as John quickly put his clothes on and said, "I didn't know when I took it off. I didn't mean to…"

Then, he quickly got to his feet, ready to leave bed—whether he moved too quickly or he was still drunk and dizzy, he wobbled as he got up.

He looked like he could fall at any moment, so Cordy reached out by instinct to hold him.

However, the instant she touched him, he flinched and shifted away from her… which led to him dropping to the floor with a dull thud.

It was certainly a horrible fall, and it left the man himself stunned, unable to regain his senses even as he lay sprawled on the floor.

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