Chapter 804 I Cannot Remember Too
The next morning, Roxanne woke up feeling disorientated and was gripped by a splitting headache. The room reeked of alcohol.
When memories of the night before gradually returned to her, she could only recall drinking a lot at the celebration party Jack had organized and Jack offering to send her home. However, that was where her memories ended.
Logically speaking, the room should be in a mess after I drank so much. But now, it looks spick and span instead. If it wasn’t for the stench of alcohol, I wouldn’t have believed that I was drunk last night.
As Roxanne stepped out of bed in bafflement, she accidentally stepped on something. Lowering her head, she was greeted by the sight of her clothes strewn all over the floor.
She furrowed her brows at the sight of them and felt as if she had forgotten something important. Despite racking her brain for a long time, she couldn’t remember anything and felt her headache worsen instead.
Finally, she gave up trying to recall the previous night’s events and went to take a shower. Upon emerging from the bathroom, she heard a series of careful knocks on the door.
She opened the door and was greeted by Archie and Benny, who looked extremely concerned. “Mommy, how are you feeling?” The children looked at her anxiously.
Roxanne smiled and reassured them, “I’m fine. I just have a light headache.”
Then, struck by a sudden thought, she asked, “How did I come home last night?”
After exchanging a quick glance, the boys responded in their piping voices, “Mr. Farwell brought you home.”
Lucian?
A hint of surprise flashed across Roxanne’s eyes.
I only remember Jack offering to send me home. How did Lucian end up doing so?
“When did he leave?” Roxanne probed further when she failed to recall the events after the effects of the alcohol took over.
Remembering their father’s instructions, the boys replied reluctantly, “Um, he left after sending you back to your room.”
Only then did Roxanne heave a sigh of relief.
Thank God. At the very least, he didn’t see me at my worst. It’s just that…
“Did someone watch over me last night?” Roxanne remained unconvinced.
The question ignited a sparkle in the boys’ eyes. Thinking that their mother had remembered something, they gave her a wide-eye stare while waiting for her to guess.
Contrary to their expectations, Roxanne scratched her nose and speculated, “Was it your Aunt Madilyn who stayed back?”
Archie’s and Benny’s eyes darkened. They shook their heads and begrudgingly took credit for it. “We gave you some water and something for the hangover.”
Are they saying no one took care of me last night?
Roxanne was just as puzzled as before.
The room is so clean. Did I clean it out of my subconscious obsession with cleanliness despite my drunken state?
She wondered if she was just imagining things because she couldn’t help but notice the awkward expression on the children’s faces.
“Mommy, do you still remember how you met Mr. Farwell?” Desperately maintaining their cool, the boys changed the topic by getting the burning question off their chests.
Throughout the night, they had been itching to know how Lucian had found Roxanne.
However, Roxanne was just as clueless as they were. All she could manage was an awkward smile. “I… I can’t remember too.”
Roxanne was utterly embarrassed by the fact that she was unaware of how she was brought home despite being an adult.
I must check with Jack the next time I see him.
Lucky for her, the boys didn’t probe further. They expressed concern for her well-being instead.
