NovelEnglishChapter 878: Reality crashed back into her foggy mind. She couldn't stay another moment in that room with that stranger. Now clear-headed, she vowed never to repeat such a mistake.
Even reflecting on what had transpired made her skin crawl with the desperate need to rush hand scrub herself raw.
As she navigated the hallway, confusion washed over her. This wasn't the restaurant—it was a hotel.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBefore she could question how she had ended up here, a delicate voice floated from behind. “Kristopher, I still feel weak in the knees. Let's rest a little longer." Carrie instinctively turned to see Kristopher and Aliza emerging from another room.
Her gaze fixed on Aliza, who wore a simple slip dress, her exposed skin marked with telltale red blotches. Those marks painted a vivid picture of the passionate encounter they had just shared.
Carrie averted her eyes, feigning indifference as she turned away. Ignoring the throbbing pain in her legs, she clenched her teeth and summoned her remaining energy to limp-jog toward the elevators. She had no right to judge their intimacy. After all, they were engaged-simply living as couples do.
Yet a wistful pang struck her heart. She and Kristopher had once been married and had nearly created a child together. They should have remained each other's closest confidants.
Now, they had both slept with different people, their paths diverging-never to intersect again.
Kristopher watched Carrie retreat to the elevator, his silence betraying the complex emotions swirling in his dark eyes.
The marks on Carrie's neck stood out starkly-unmistakable evidence of her encounter to any adult observer. Your imagination begins with galnov☐☐☐ço He wondered which man had been with her. Daxton? Or perhaps Kyson? Aliza's lips curled into a barely perceptible sneer that vanished instantly as she glanced up.
Before she could speak, the doors to room 1009 swung open, revealing two men. One wore nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist, his back marked with fingernail scratches and his neck peppered with love bites— evidence of a woman's enthusiastic participation.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThey froze upon recognizing Aliza but quickly pretended not to know her, turning their backs to the couple. "She's quite the wild one," they announced with deliberately raised voices. “I swear, she almost wore us out.” They exchanged a meaningful glance before retreating to their room.
Inside, they huddled near the peephole, watching the scene unfold. The younger man swallowed hard. "Bro... did we just mess this up? Or did we actually pull it off?"
The older man rubbed his chin, thinking. "Miss Herrera wanted to ruin that woman's reputation in front of her fiancé, right? Well, her fiancé just saw everything. Sounds like mission accomplished to me."
The younger man hesitated, glancing at the cash in his hand 'But... Why did In his hand she givethis money?"
"Who knows? Maybe Miss Herrera's fiancé satisfied her." The older man, having witnessed enough of the hidesse world's hidden indulgences, casually speculated about wealthy women's secret lives.
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