Novel1Chapter 385: However, remembering their last tacting as a couple, she held back her words.
Thus, she remained silent.
Her silence spoke volumes to Brian, suggesting deeper implications.
"Are you actually with him? It's not just a ploy to upset me?" Brian's expression shifted completely, his voice turning fragile, like that of a hurt child.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWitnessing him like that, Rachel felt a sting in her chest.
Her heart softened towards him, unable to stand seeing him in pain or distress.
The tension in the kitchen escalated, and Rachel nervously licked her lips.
"We're not officially together, yet Andres possesses all the qualities I look for in a partner, making future possibilities with him quite promising." "Does that include marrying him and starting a family?" "Yes. He has a lot of charm and behaves like a true gentleman-qualities of a good husband, don't you think?" Rachel responded confidently.
Brian's hands balled into fists. "Say that again!" "Andres has the makings of an excellent husband." "You're referring to him as your future husband now?" Brian was on the verge of losing it.
Rachel went silent, uncertain of how to proceed.
"Why aren't you saying anything? Does that mean you agree?" Brian pressed.
"I don't know what to say." "Then let's not talk about him. Talk about me." "What about you?" Brian slightly leaned in, resting his head against her shoulder. "I've drunk too much tonight. I'm a bit tipsy." Rachel didn't believe him.
His alcohol tolerance was well-known, and he hadn't had enough tonight to be drunk.
Find exclusive updates galnovalsIf he truly was drunk, he still had no business coming to her. Over the years, he had a habit of exaggerating his weaknesses to gain her sympathy.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe knew her compassion well and exploited his supposed drunkenness as a repeated tactic.
With Rachel remaining detached, Brian's tone grew even softer. His om expression was that of a forlorn puppy as he looked up at her. “Are you really going to stop caring about me?" Rachel shut her eyes, acting as if Brian wasn't even there.
Undeterred, Brian rested his head against her shoulder, pressing closer. His breath warm and teasing, tickled her ear as he worked to break down her resistance. But Rachel had no intention of falling for his act this time.
"Move." Her voice dropped to a warning tone as she reached out to shove him off.
"I'm so drunk. My legs aren't working.
Just letstay like this for adlittle longer," Brian mumbled, sounding pitiful. "Then lean on the couch—or better yet, go hand sleep in your own bed."
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