Ariana stretched. Blinking her eyes repeatedly, slowly the woman massaged her forehead which felt dizzy.

After his consciousness was fully collected, he made every effort to straighten his position from lying down to sitting. Instantly, the cold immediately ambushed, piercing to the bone.

"Good morning dear."

Samuel's voice sounded faint. As soon as she turned, she found her husband was already sitting right next to her while holding out a glass filled with a drink.

"Drink quickly. I ordered this warm orange to relieve the feeling of hangover and discomfort from your hangover last night."

"Me? Drunk?" Ariana asked as if she couldn't believe what she had just heard. In...