Jeremy let out a long sigh of relief. "I thought you could hear me for a moment. That scared me."

He pushed the glass of milk toward me again, his tone pressing but his face feigning concern. "Come on, drink it quickly. Stop wasting time."

Left with no choice, I slowly drank the drugged milk under his watchful eyes. Only when I finished did he leave the bedroom, looking satisfied.

The moment he was gone, I rushed to the bathroom. Desperately, I stuck my fingers down my throat.

After several bouts of retching and tears, I finally managed to vomit up the milk.

I wiped my face, composed myself and returned to bed, pretending to be fast asleep.

Vanessa hadn’t left. She brazenly lifted my blanket. "Jeremy, she’s asleep now. No one will ruin things for us anymore."

Jeremy smirked smugly. "Of course. I doubled the dosage, just to be safe."

They flirted openly beside me for a while before Jeremy impatiently grabbed his keys. "Let’s go, we’ll book a room."

"What room? Jeremy, don’t you want something more exciting? Why don’t we just do it here?"

Vanessa swayed her hips and pushed out her chest. "She’s already asleep. Why not here? Are you daring enough?"

Jeremy hesitated for a few seconds but ultimately decided on the hotel. "Vanessa, it wouldn’t be good if she found out. Let’s just go to the hotel."

Vanessa scoffed dismissively. "Ugh."

She grabbed her bag, her tone laced with contempt. "You still have Gracie in your heart, don’t you? She’s deaf, drugged with sleeping pills and no different from a corpse right now. What are you worried about? Fine, let’s go to the hotel."

Jeremy groaned, obviously stimulated by Vanessa's words, "Who said I still have this deaf woman in my heart? Come here, see how I punish you."

Jeremy pounced on Vanessa and nibbled her body, his hands wandered around her waist,

"Little devil, see how I deal with you."

In this way, the two of them were making love in front of me, Jeremy's panting mixed with Vanessa's panting,

In the ecstasy, Jeremy called Vanessa's name again and again, "Vanessa, you are so beautiful, unlike that wooden man on the bed, who has no understanding of romance at all."

I pinched my hand with all my strength to prevent myself from vomiting and held back my tears.

Vanessa's voice grew louder with each word, "Jeremy Gege, tell me, do you love me or that deaf girl?"

“Of course, I only love you, Vanessa."