Chatty played until she was tired before Mrs. Zoe carried her away to take a bath and get ready for bed. Afterward, Clayton tidied his clothes and walked out of the room.

He thought he would see Nicole again, but she was no longer in the living room.

Mrs. Zoe cleaned up the wine glasses on the bar counter, looked at Clayton, and said with a smile, “Sir, Madam drank too much and went to bed.”

For some reason, Clayton breathed a sigh of relief.

He nodded and went in the direction of the master bedroom by accident. He opened the door gently and saw that there was only a wall lamp turned on in the dim room.

Nicole was lying on the bed, already sound asleep.

He glanced at the bedside table. The bottles looked unopened and untouched as they were still in the same place as earlier.

Clayton finally calmed down and had complex and bitter emotions in his heart.

He was dejected.

Later, he closed the door gently and slowly without making a sound.

Which was better for sleep? Pills or alco