The next day, Joanna woke up with a horrible hangover, still in quite a daze.
She noticed she was in an unfamiliar room. It looked modern and minimalistic, with mostly black, gray and white furnishings. There weren’t any decorations either, with rely a book nad ’The 48 Laws Of Power’ by Robert Greene placed on the nightstand.
"Who... What... Where?" Joanna muttered in confusion. She had way too much to drink last night, and couldn’t rember anything that happened after she blacked out. She then lifted the blankets, only to find that she was wearing nothing but loose pajamas, not even underwear.
’Oh no... Oh no!’ The woman felt her head throb painfully, and wished she could end it all right there.
"Oh hey, you’re up. Good morning." Jovan greeted Joanna with a soft smile, leaning against the door fra in casual clothing.
"Ah!" Joanna jolted in surprise. Seeing him only made her thoughts beco even more chaotic.
She was too nervous to speak at this point, and couldn’t even form proper sentences. "Jovan, what... What happened? Why am I... Did you... Did I...?"
Jovan smirked slyly. "Don’t worry, nothing happened between us last night. I may have fancied you for a very long ti, but I would never take advantage of you when you’re in a vulnerable state."
"Really?" Joanna raised an eyebrow, doubtful. After all, this man was known for his sches and antics. His reputation was in the dirt, and he seed absolutely capable of doing sothing like that.
"Of course! I want our first ti to be nice and morable, so we can reminisce about it over and over again..."
"Shut up!" Joanna threw a pillow at his head. "I always knew you had a dirty mouth... but it’s good to know you know boundaries."
She would definitely castrate the man if he ever laid a finger on her.
Jovan took a sip of coffee and chuckled. "Not that I know boundaries. It’s also just that it’s hard for drunk n to get it up to begin with. Don’t you at least know that much?"
"Really? Don’t people make mistakes when they’re drunk though?" Joanna asked. As she rembered, her first ti with Ace only happened after they drank together. Moreover, she knew another pair who experienced the sa – Xavier and Leia.
In all honesty, she wasn’t quite sure if Xavier and Clara had done the deed, but she definitely had sex with Ace back then.
"If a man was actually drunk, they’d rather lie down like a dead log. If he can still screw around while being drunk, it just ans he wasn’t that drunk to begin with. It could be that he’s desired the woman for a long ti, and wished to take advantage of her. So he used alcohol as an excuse to."
"Oh..." Joanna fell into deep thought, speechless for a mont. She thought to herself, ’So Ace was secretly into during our marriage, even though he showed so much disgust towards for years? Looks like he’s just a prick who won’t admit his feelings! So doesn’t that an... he wasn’t talking from the heart when he said those harsh words?’
"I may have kept to myself, but you vomited all over the place last night. I hope you don’t mind that I let my eyes wander while changing you," Jovan said calmly.
Joanna shuddered and quickly hopped out of the bed. "What do you an by that?! You pervert! What did you do to ?!"
"Nothing really, I’m just thinking about how certain feelings can blossom out of control..." Jovan mumbled to himself, then turned to her with a mysterious grim. "I have to say though, Ace sure is a lucky guy. I wonder if he’d regret his choice after seeing what’s trending on the internet today."
"Trending? What’s trending?"
"You have a phone, so take a look yourself."
The woman had a bad feeling about this, and quickly unlocked her phone and scrolled through social dia. It seed that the paparazzi had been following them the whole ti last night. There was video footage of them hugging each other as they got into the car, up until Jovan carried her into his ho.
To make matters worse, these videos were currently on the top of the current trending articles. Each title was more scandalous than the other.
[Jovan Moran’s night with his ex sister-in-law, lovebirds finally get their happy ending.]
[Ace Moran’s bold ex-wife spends a ’rough’ night with ex lover.]
"Are these people insane? When did I ever have a ’rough’ night with you?! Ugh, I hate rumors, it’s almost impossible to get rid of them!" Joanna put her hands on her waist and gritted her teeth, seething. "I’m going to sue them into bankruptcy!"
"Calm down, I get scandals like this every month. Just ignore them and things will naturally die down. The more you try to fight it, the more content you’re going to give them. It would make a fake story sound true," Jovan said nonchalantly, completely unbothered.
"Of course you’re calm, your reputation sucks! But mine doesn’t! And I’m a woman! Don’t you know scandals can ruin a woman’s life forever?!" Although Joanna wasn’t all that modest, she still cared
about her image and refused to be involved in senseless rumors.
’And what if this gets back to Ace?! How am I going to face him then?!’
"Oh stop panicking. I have loads of experience in solving these things. I have just the perfect plan too, and we don’t even need to go to court for this plan."
"Really? What is it? Tell !"
"Simple. Since you think these rumors are going to ruin your reputation, I can just take the loss and marry you. Then the rumors would beco true and no one can go around spreading lies."
"Ugh! Are you trying to make mad, Jovan?! Were you the one who spread this to the dia?! I’m going to kill you!" Joanna lost all rationality as she lunged towards the man and pinned him to the ground.
She started punching him over and over again, questioning, "Be honest! Did you hire those paparazzi? Did you leak the news? Are you trying to ruin my life, you madman..."
For so reason, Jovan allowed Joanna to continue yelling and hitting him. As if he were enjoying it, he flashed her a cunning smirk. "If you beat to death, you’re just going to make it seem like we did have a ’rough’ night! So go ahead, give all you’ve got!"
"You’re insane!" Joanna wrapped her fingers around his neck, howling. "You must have been spoiled rotten to have beco so dented! If your parents won’t teach you a lesson, I will!"
Just then, Jovan’s bedroom door swung open. His mother, Sheila, was standing in the doorway.
When she noticed them, her jaw dropped and she nearly fainted. "You... You two?!"
Jovan turned around, looking annoyed. "Mom, how many tis must I tell you to knock? Can’t you see that I’m busy with Joanna? We need so space."
"What... What are you busy with?"
"She’s pinned to the ground and I can’t move. What do you think?"
Joanna stared at him in disbelief. ’What the...? He must be doing this on purpose! He’s making things worse!’
"Oh... Oh my god! Oh god, forgive for my sins!" Sheila gulped as she begged for forgiveness. However, no god would be able to help them at this point.
The old woman then took her phone out and dialed Susan’s number. "Susan! Have you no sha?! You better co and deal with your dirty family matters right now!"
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