Chapter 162 Another Round
Brian’s gaze was deep, as if it could swallow everything around it, locking onto Rachel’s.
“Rachel, how long do you think love really lasts? Do you believe it’s a forever thing?”
Rachel flicked her hair back, letting out a small scoff. “How could it be? You’re overestimating it. There are so many men out there, and plenty of them are great. Who would ever tie themselves to just one man forever? If you find someone you truly connect with, then it’s worth it. But if it turns out to be nothing in the end, the woman involved is the real fool.”
After saying this, Rachel casually glanced over at Yvonne. “Yvonne, do I seem like a fool to you?”
“Of course not. If anyone’s got issues, it’s definitely not you. It’s some of these men who are really out of their minds.”
That comment was clearly aimed at someone in particular.
Brian watched Rachel intently, searching for any sign of vulnerability, but he couldn’t find anything.
She kept a soft smile on her face with no hint of sadness in sight.
“Another round,” Brian said, trying to hide his frustration.
As the winner, he shuffled the cards and let Norton cut them before dealing them to everyone, one by one.
This time, everyone was secretly set on winning.
Norton revealed his card first–it was a “7“. Eric followed with a “10“, which wasn’t bad at all.
“Tracy, it’s your turn,” Rachel said, looking at her.
Tracy forced a smile and turned to Yvonne. “Why don’t you go first? I’m curious to see what you have.”
Just as Yvonne was about to say something, her card suddenly disappeared. Norton had grabbed it out of her hand.
“Give it back to me!”
Yvonne shot him a furious glare, standing up and grabbing onto his clothes as she reached for the card.
She was so quick that Norton didn’t even have a chance to let go.
With a sharp ripping sound, the card was torn in half.
Norton stared blankly at the half card in his hand.
He felt oddly innocent, as though he hadn’t meant for any of this to happen. All he had wanted was to teach
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Yvonne a small lesson for causing trouble with Tracy. Standing off to the side, he looked like a child caught in the act of doing something wrong.
“Yvonne, I didn’t mean…”
“Save your excuses to yourself. I wasn’t wrong when I said all you men are out of your minds. If you love being protective of her, why don’t you find a job as her bodyguard?”
Yvonne didn’t hesitate and confronted him head–on.
Norton figured that apologizing was already a major step back for him. After all, it was Yvonne who had been seeking him out recently. He had given her a chance to back down, but she didn’t take it.
Instead, her sharp retort left him both embarrassed and irritated. “Yvonne, do you even hear yourself? Your behavior doesn’t reflect the role you should be playing as my wife…”
Before Norton could finish his sentence, Yvonne, holding the torn card, suddenly burst into tears. Her voice rang out, sharp and full of hurt. “Norton, all you ever do is scold me!”
Norton froze, completely taken aback.
In every argument they’d ever had, she had never cried like this.
Her unexpected tears left him completely flustered.
“Uh, Yvonne, alright… I shouldn’t have taken your card. Please, don’t cry.”
But the more he tried to calm her down, the more she cried. “I’m upset, and I want to cry. Why can’t I do whatever I want?”
Norton ran a hand through his hair in frustration, feeling a sense of helplessness wash over him as he watched her cry.
“And when your wife is upset, you don’t even stand by her, but side with another woman. I’m telling Edmond tomorrow.”
This time, Norton was utterly defeated. To calm Yvonne down, he hurriedly fixed her card and promised her, saying, “If you lose, I’ll drink all the liquor for you.”
Hearing this, Yvonne stopped crying and quickly wiped her tears away. Then, she flashed a bright smile, her face glowing with cheer.
Tracy felt utterly speechless. She was genuinely impressed. Yvonne’s ability to flip between emotions was even more impressive than her own, switching from tears to laughter in an instant.
But Tracy was done with it. She no longer cared about the theatrics. All she wanted now was to win. Because it was the only way she could crush Rachel once and for all.
“Your card is torn. Are you still sure you want to go up against me?” Tracy’s voice held a touch of challenge. Yvonne grinned widely. “Of course I do. Why wouldn’t I? And you remember what was said earlier. If I lose, someone will drink for me. But you? Mr. White’s already had to drink for you twice. If you lose again, you’re drinking yourself. And this time, it’s six glasses. You should think about that carefully. If you end up drinking so much that you hurt yourself, don’t blame us,”
Yvonne wasn’t one to back down easily, and she responded boldly to Tracy’s taunt.
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Tracy’s hand shook slightly, a reflection of her racing heart.
Earlier, Yvonne had used this exact strategy to make her back down without a fight.
But this time, she wasn’t going to fall for it again.
“Of course, if I lose, I’ll stick to the rules. Now, let’s see your card,” Tracy said with extra confidence.
As Yvonne revealed her card, Tracy’s eyes locked onto it.
When she saw a Jack, her heart skipped a beat—it was lower than hers.
She had a real shot at winning.
Looking down at the King in her hand, she felt a surge of confidence.
At that moment, her card was the highest on the table.
Only the Jokers were larger.
The odds of drawing the Jokers were incredibly slim.
So, Tracy had been certain of her victory.
“Brian, Rachel, it’s just the three of us now. Let’s all reveal our cards at the same time,” she suggested.
Brian gave a nod of agreement.
Rachel’s face remained calm. “Sure.”
Yvonne’s voice was playful as she asked, “Tracy Haynes, you’re so sure of yourself. Not backing down this time?”
“Of course not. I’ll finish what I started. I’ll count to three, and then we all reveal at once.”
The moment she finished counting, Brian, Tracy, and Rachel revealed their cards at the same time.
Tracy looked at Brian’s card first–a Queen. It was lower than her King.
In that moment, she was practically ready to celebrate her win.
But just as her smile started to spread, Yvonne’s voice broke through. “Aren’t you celebrating a little too early? Maybe you should take a look at Rachel’s card.”
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