Chapter 274: Rachel had to admit-he wasn't wrong.
"Oh? Care to elaborate on that, Andres?" she asked, raising a brow.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAndres leaned back, crossing his legs as if analyzing a case. “I have to admit, about ninety percent of men would find her appealing. The way she carries herself-so fragile, so in need of protection-triggers a man's instinct to shield her. You can't really blyour fiancé. Most men wouldn't stand a chance against that." Rachel tilted her head slightly. "Actually, you're quite right. So, if he likes her, it's just a typical man's mistake, right?" She let out a dry laugh, though the thought made her stomach churn. She hated the idea of men brushing off their actions with flimsy excuses.
To her surprise, Andres shook his head. "No, that's not what I meant at all." She blinked, caught off guard. She studied him, curious. Andres spoke with conviction. "Not every man falls for that act. Smart, perceptive men won't be fooled by her helpless routine." "But..." Rachel hesitated, then met his gaze. "What if that kind of girl also happens to be my boyfriend's first love? What then?" This time, even Andres had no answer.
After saying goodbye to Andres, Rachel pulled out her phone and dialed Yvonne. "Yvonne, can you cover? I need company." "Babe, I might be a little-" Yvonne started, but Rachel suddenly broke down. "I broke up with him, and it hurts so much." "Oh, honey, say no more. I'm coming." Yvonne didn't hesitate. She grabbed her purse and rushed toward the parking lot.
Just as she reached her car, Norton appeared. "Where's the fire?" "It's an emergency. Don't wait up-I'm not coming back tonight." "What kind of emergency is so urgent that you can't even—" Before he could add anything else, Yvonne was already gone.
As she drove, her phone lit up with a message. It was Rachel's location. She didn't waste a second and headed straight over.
When she arrived at a club's private room, she spotted Rachel on stage, singing.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmYvonne had expected her to pick somber, emotional songs, but to her surprise, Rachel was belting out upbeat, energetic tracks.
Gripping the microphone tightly, she sang with everything she had. By the tshe finished, her voice was raw, barely more than a whisper.
Yvonne had to pull her away. "Rachel, that's enough. Keep this up, and you won't have a voice left." "Fine, then taketo a movie," Rachel replied, her voice barely more than a whisper.
Yvonne immediately agreed. "Let's head out now."
Choosing a private little movie theater over a traditional one Yvonne selected a cozy spot for their movie experience. The venue was perfectly equipped for their needs.
Settling into the cozy sofa, they were greeted by a screen dominated by romance films. Annoyed, Yvonne flicked to the next page only to find ve more of the same, as if the cinema was determined to engulf them with love stories. With no better options, Yvonne finally picked a comedy. Rachel, finding comfort on the sofa, leaned her head on Yvonne's shoulder.