Chapter 164 Come Get
Brian
Brian looked at Rachel with a meaningful gaze.
Tracy nudged him and said, “Brian, come on. I heard it’s going to rain any minute now.”
Without a word, he nodded and slid into the car.
Rachel, however, never once glanced in their direction.
Just as the car started moving, Brian rolled down the window, his piercing gaze locked onto her. “Rachel, how long do you plan on keeping up this act?”
“What exactly am I acting about?”
The frustration Rachel had been holding back finally broke free.
If he wanted to stand by Tracy, that was his decision. Who he chose to protect wasn’t her concern.
After all, they had nothing to do with each other anymore–it wasn’t her place to care.
But throwing her under the bus just to defend Tracy? That was crossing the line.
She wasn’t going to stand for it anymore.
Brian let out a mocking laugh. “If I recall, Samira’s on a business trip. Tell me, does she have superpowers now? Or did she suddenly learn to teleport so she could come pick you up?”
“That’s none of your concern. I can handle myself.”
In the end, Rachel simply hailed a taxi and went home.
When Eric was dropped off at his apartment complex, Sabrina got out of the car with him.
They walked quietly along the path, the dim streetlights casting long shadows.
Maybe it was because of the truth–or–dare game earlier, neither of them said anything.
As Eric stepped into the elevator, Sabrina finally spoke, sounding a little worried. “Eric, do you want me to make you some mint tea to help with the hangover? You drank a lot tonight.”
“No need to fuss over me. I’m not that fragile.”
“Hangovers don’t always hit right away. Just because you feel fine now doesn’t mean you won’t regret it in the morning. A lot of people only start feeling the headache the next day,” Sabrina explained earnestly.
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Brian looked at Rachel with a meaningful gaze.
Tracy nudged him and said, “Brian, come on. I heard it’s going to rain any minute now.”
Without a word, he nodded and slid into the car.
Rachel, however, never once glanced in their direction.
Just as the car started moving, Brian rolled down the window, his piercing gaze locked onto her. “Rachel, how long do you plan on keeping up this act?”
“What exactly am I acting about?”
The frustration Rachel had been holding back finally broke free.
If he wanted to stand by Tracy, that was his decision. Who he chose to protect wasn’t her concern.
After all, they had nothing to do with each other anymore–it wasn’t her place to care.
But throwing her under the bus just to defend Tracy? That was crossing the line.
She wasn’t going to stand for it anymore.
Brian let out a mocking laugh. “If I recall, Samira’s on a business trip. Tell me, does she have superpowers now? Or did she suddenly learn to teleport so she could come pick you up?”
“That’s none of your concern. I can handle myself.”
In the end, Rachel simply hailed a taxi and went home.
When Eric was dropped off at his apartment complex, Sabrina got out of the car with him.
They walked quietly along the path, the dim streetlights casting long shadows.
Maybe it was because of the truth–or–dare game earlier, neither of them said anything.
As Eric stepped into the elevator, Sabrina finally spoke, sounding a little worried. “Eric, do you want me to make you some mint tea to help with the hangover? You drank a lot tonight.”
“No need to fuss over me. I’m not that fragile.”
“Hangovers don’t always hit right away. Just because you feel fine now doesn’t mean you won’t regret it in the morning. A lot of people only start feeling the headache the next day,” Sabrina explained earnestly.
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When Eric didn’t protest further, she stepped into the elevator without hesitation.
Once they arrived at his place, Sabrina headed straight for the kitchen, taking a moment to get familiar with the layout and appliances.
She then began searching for anything she could use to brew the mint tea.
Within thirty minutes, the tea was ready, and she personally brought it to Eric.
He was already feeling the effects of the alcohol–tonight’s drinks had been much stronger than usual. The moment he lay down, dizziness overtook him and he quickly dozed off.
When Sabrina walked in, she saw him still dressed and fast asleep.
Worried he might get cold, she lightly shook him. “Wake up! I’ve made the mint tea. Drink it before you go back to sleep.”
After calling him a few more times, Eric’s eyes finally fluttered open.
The room’s dim lighting made everything feel hazy. As he tried to sit up, he swayed slightly.
His balance gave out without warning, and he toppled forward.
Startled, Sabrina instinctively reached out to steady him.
In the process, their positions flipped–Sabrina lost her footing and ended up tumbling onto the bed with him, landing right on top of him. Her ear rested against his chest, where she could hear the steady, rhythmic beat of his heart.
His body radiated warmth, and almost instantly, heat rushed to her ears, turning them a bright shade of red. Her pulse quickened, and she scrambled to push herself up.
But just as she raised her head, Eric leaned down at the same moment, and their heads bumped into each other.
“Ouch…” Sabrina winced, pressing her forehead as a small cry escaped her lips.
While Eric, seeming a bit more alert, immediately asked with concern, “Are you okay? Does it hurt?” Rubbing the sore spot where their heads had bumped, she quickly shook her head. “I’m fine. It’s nothing.”
“Glad to hear that.”
A silence settled over them, heavier than before. After what had just happened, neither knew how to break it. Finally, Sabrina was the first to snap out of it and quickly said, “Oh! The mint tea–I made some for you. I’ll bring it over.”
“Alright”
When she brought in the mint tea, it was comfortably warm, neither scalding nor lukewarm.
Eric drank it down in one go and handed her the empty bowl, his voice genuinely appreciative. “Thanks!” “My pleasure.”
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“It’s getting late. How are you getting home?”
Sabrina hesitated, suddenly realizing she had no plan for getting back.
“I… uh…” she faltered, struggling to find an answer.
Eric caught on and offered, “I have extra rooms. If you’re okay with it, you can stay in the guest room tonight.”
“I don’t mind at all,” Sabrina answered a little too quickly.
As she stepped out, she glanced back. “If you feel sick during the night, just call me, okay?”
“Got it.”
As Sabrina reached the door, Eric suddenly spoke up. “Wait a second.”
“What is it?”
“I just wanted to clarify… about earlier. It was just part of the game.”
Though he phrased it gently, she understood right away.
She offered a small smile, saying, “I know. You don’t have to explain.”
It had just been a game–a moment that wasn’t meant to mean anything. Of course, she understood.
“Goodnight,” she said with a smile and walked away.
The taxi came to a stop outside Rachel’s residential compound, and she stepped out.
She had barely taken a few steps when a firm grip closed around her wrist, accompanied by a scent she knew all too well.
“Brian White, what the hell?”
Rachel’s eyes widened in shock as she turned to face him. Shouldn’t he be with Tracy? What was he doing here? Before she could make sense of it, his arms tightened around her from behind.
His warm breath brushed against her skin, sending an unwanted shiver down her spine.
His grip was unrelenting, his strength catching her off guard. No matter how much she struggled, she couldn’t shake him off.
“Rachel, you’re so coldhearted,” Brian murmured, pressing a soft bite against her shoulder, his tone laced with
hurt.
Coldhearted? The nerve of him. If anyone had been coldhearted, it was him.
“Brian, don’t twist things. I have nothing to feel guilty about. We broke up. Now let me go, or I swear I’ll call for help.”
Brian hesitated, sensing the genuine anger in her voice.
His voice dropped to something softer, almost pleading. “Rachel, let’s not fight anymore. I miss vou
I don’t
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want to sleep alone tonight. Just come back with me, please?”
Once, those words would have melted her heart. But now? They barely stirred anything in her.
It wasn’t her he missed. It was the convenience of having her.
“I’ll say this one last time–you’re drunk.”
She shoved him off and took a quick step back, creating space between them.
“Rachel…” He reached for her again, but she didn’t let him get close.
Without hesitation, Rachel pulled out her phone and dialed.
“Rachel? What’s up? It’s late.” Tracy’s voice came through, full of confusion.
“I’m sending you my location. Come get Brian.”
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