Chapter 1368
He lay on the bed until Lydia opened her eyes.
When she saw Eugene, she froze for a moment, her mind going blank. She struggled to speak, "Last night... how
did we end up here?"
The fragments of memory lingering in her mind told her that she had been with Quincy, so why was it suddenly
Eugene? She couldn't accept this reality.
"Lydia, | told you to head hearly last night, but you insisted on lettinggo alone. How could I leave you
there at the bar? Surrounded by men who were eyeing you like prey? | couldn't risk that, but despite all my
precautions, you still fell into their trap." Eugene's voice dripped with false sincerity as he spun his tale.
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His expression conveyed nothing but concern. "They slipped something into your drink. When you went to grab
sjuice, you lost consciousness and nearly got taken away. Luckily, | arrived just in tto save you."
Lydia struggled to remember what had happened the night before. She recalled the sleazy guy who had tried to
make a move on her, only to be chased off by Quincy. She was certain it had been Quincy, not Eugene. "Are you
sure about this? You wouldn't lie to me, would you?" Lydia asked, her voice filled with skepticism.
Eugene raised his hand in a vow. "I would never lie to you. If | wasn't the one there, then why am | in your room
right now? Lydia, the drug was strong and could leave you disoriented. We need to go to the hospital for a check-
up to see if there are any aftereffects." The mention of disorientation made Lydia's heart sink. Could it be that
Quincy had been nothing more than a dream?
Was she hallucinating after taking that medication? She had thought she had indulged herself in her fantasy with
Quincy, but in reality, she had been with Eugene.
How could this happen?
"Lydia, in your state, it's better if we don't talk much. I'll step outside for a moment. Get dressed, take a shower,
and be ready quickly. | take you to the hospital," Eugene said as he turned to leave.
He paused at the door, keeping a sharp eye on the surroundings, wary of Quincy's sudden return.
Inside the room, Lydia stumbled her way to the bathroom. Looking in the mirror, she was confronted by the
reflection of a woman adorned with hickeys, each mark a reminder of what had transpired last night. There was
also the sticky sensation on her legs.
Why did it have to be Eugene?
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She didn't want anything to do with him in the future, but after what had happened last night, she had no idea
how to face him.
After showering and drying her hair, Lydia still felt uncertain. She got dressed and opened the door.
"Lydia, let's go. We need to get to the hospital," Eugene urged, his tone urgent.
He had no idea whether Quincy had left for good or just stepped out for a bit. Regardless, it was safest for them
to leave the hotel immediately. That way, if Quincy returned, he wouldn't see Lydia.
Lydia nodded and followed him into
the elevator. As they passed the front desk the receptionist glanced at Lydia, then at Eugene beside her, her
mouth falling open in disbelief. This wasn't the man from last night!