CHAPTER 17: Embrace

Nala’s Point of View

I hugged my legs while sitting on top of the queen-size bed, leaning my back against the headboard. My chin rested on top of my knees as I stared blankly at the Korean mukbang playing on the smart TV that I connected to YouTube.

“I’m getting hungry,” I muttered, unable to bear it any longer. I stood up and turned off the TV using the remote control in my hand.

I thought that mukbang would satisfy my hunger, but it seemed to only make it worse. I want to curse Hugo for taking me to that restaurant that seemed to skimp on their customers, yet the prices were higher than my salary!

It’s already midnight. Almost everyone in this penthouse building is sound asleep. I had fallen asleep earlier, but I woke up when I heard my stomach growl in the middle of my sleep.

I get out of bed and put on my frog-designed slippers. These were the ones Hugo used when he had an urgent online meeting. I slowly open the door of my room to avoid making any noise that might wake up Hugo, w