Chapter 164
Chapter 164:
Heather scowled and glared at her as she said, “I don’t know. Don’t you have to go home p>
Bella wisely got out of the car.
The car traveled fast. An hour later, they arrived at their destination.
Heather carefully helped Rupert get out of the car. “Here we are, Rupert p>
It was already ten o’clock at night by the time Annabel finished her work for the day.
It was rare for Rupert not to call and tell her to go home. Annabel took a taxi back to Water Moon Community.
The apartment was empty.
Annabel switched on the light and swept her eyes over the house. Rupert was not there.
She wondered where he could have gone, as he was neither at the office nor at home. She had not heard him mention any social engagements that night.
Was this miserly man angry again just because she had asked him not to interfere in her affairs in the afternoon?
She raised her eyebrows. Who did he think he was?
Annabel went to her room and messaged Anika about the progress at Leo Studio.
Anika quickly texted back, “Everything is fine p>
Annabel switched on the computer and opened the hidden folder. She clicked on the picture of the dress she had designed and made some revisions to it. Once she was done, she looked at her watch. It was already one in the morning.
But Rupert still had not returned.
This had never happened before.
Even if he had some business, he would call or text her to give her a heads-up.
Had something bad happened to him?
Worried, Annabel took out her phone and dialed his number.
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After exerting great effort, Heather managed to get Rupert into bed. She leaned forward and helped him take off his coat.
Rupert was only wearing a white shirt as he lay on the bed. The top two buttons were open, exposing his strong chest muscles.
“Don’t leave me, Candy p>
“I will never leave you, never,” Heather murmured, her gaze fixed on Rupert.
So what if he thought of her as another woman? Once they made love, she believed he would finally fall in love with her.
Wrapping her arm around his powerful waist, she rested her head against his chest and said affectionately, “Rupert, do you know how much I love you p>
In an alcohol-fueled haze, Rupert felt a woman in his arms, kissing him and saying she loved him, but the feeling was not familiar.
It was not Candy.
Candy had a subtle scent, but the woman in his arms was shrouded in a vulgar perfume.
Heather was unbuttoning his shirt when Rupert suddenly shoved her away and exclaimed, “You’re not Candy p>