Chapter 161

"Miss Greenwich, when you were inebriated, you became so different," Thomas continued, seeing her stunned expression.

She flushed and smiled sheepishly. She then turned around and entered the home, holding the bear in her arms.

She hated alcohol!

She was inebriated last night, but what about Wills Waltson?

He wasn't inebriated, so why did he let her do everything she wanted? He broke into someone else's shop just because of a small bear? Was he insane?

Wills Waltson was not in the living room when she entered.

She, too, didn't want to make a fool of herself. She hurried up the stairs and back to her room.

She was stunned as soon as she pushed the door open.

There were many dolls in the corner of her room.

Happy, tiny bear, small rabbit, huge bear, small frog, small turtle...

She was standing near the front door. These objects filled her gaze.

Wills Waltson, next door, had already changed and was exiting.

He approached her and glanced in when he noticed she was dazed. "What's the matter