"If you want to go, feel free to do so. | can't bear the embarrassment that would come with it." Huxley had been tossing and turning for days, unable to sleep or eat over the mess his son had stirred up. Despite his harsh words and reproaches, how could he not ache for his only child? The trouble was monumental, and Huxley wanted to help, but it seemed there was no way for him to get a grip on the situation.
Once the car engine started, Huxley said in a deep voice, "We'll wait for the paternity test results. We can only hope the kid isn't Jeffrey's. If she's not, then I'll approach the Miller family." If it turned out otherwise, he knew he wouldn't have the face to show up.
When Everett called Jeffrey, he was in a drunken stupor, barely able to hold his phone steady.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Everett..." "You're drinking?" Everett's voice was always crisp and cold with others.
"Yeah, I've had a few. No one to stop me now, | can drink all | want! Everett, I'm single now! Hahaha... Single!" "I heard about the breakup." "Dorothy told you?" "No.
Jeffrey chuckled self-deprecatingly, plopping down on the floor with his bottle in hand. "Doesn't matter who told you. What matters is I'm single now! Everett, | used to crave the single life, to play around, shirk responsibility. And now, when | want to settle down, to be responsible for a woman, it all falls through." Everett frowned on the other end of the line. He disliked talking to drunks, and if it weren't for the pressing matter at hand, he would've hung up.
"Clear your head, | need to talk to you about something." "Work-related?" Jeffrey took another swig and wiped his mouth. "Mr. Lopez, I'm off duty today. I've had a heartbreak, I'm on leave!" "It's about Karen. Do you want to hear it?" Karen.
The name hit Jeffrey like a punch.
His grip on the bottle hesitated for a moment. "You have news about Karen?" "Dorothy flew back home today. Karen went to pick her up alone." "Huh, trust you to always be the knight in shining armor for Dorothy! If | had been like you, none of this would've happened.” The other end of the phone was running out of patience. Everett cut to the chase, "I had someone tail their car, just in case my mother tried something on them." "Oh? Then what?" "I guessed the breakup from there because Karen started crying right at the airport.” "Smart as always." Everett continued, "Then my guy sent me a video clip. You should take a look." With that, he hung up.
Jeffrey's WhatsApp quickly pinged with an incoming video.
It showed Dorothy and Karen arriving at the apartment.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJeffrey slapped his face to sober up a bit and played the video.
Dorothy's voice came first. "Karen, I'll transfer the rent to you." Then Karen, " Don't be ridiculous! You're making me angry." Jeffrey furrowed his brows, watching the three-minute video until the two of them disappeared upstairs. He didn't see Everett's point.
Wasn't it just idle chit-chat? He got up and splashed his face with cold water in the bathroom before sending Everett a voice message.
[What's this supposed to mean? | don't get it.] It wasn't long before Everett replied.
[Listen closely to the part where Karen offers to help Dorothy with her luggage.] "What about it?" Jeffrey played the clip again, listening intently.
All the talk about being careful, not keeping something—so what? Then it hit him.
Jeffrey frantically scrolled to the part where Karen spoke.
She had said, " What's there to be afraid of? I'm not planning on keeping it."