Chapter 249
Lillian pulled up her collar, covering more than half of her face. Coupled with wearing a hat, even if someone came close to look, they wouldn’t be able to see her features clearly. She strode purposefully into the hotel, inquiring briefly about the room numbers for Brielle and Spencer before hastily requesting the one next door.
Meanwhile, Brielle and Spencer had stepped into the elevator.
Spencer felt as if he were floating in a dream, still somewhat in disbelief that Brielle had
arranged to meet him at a hotel. What was she planning? Could it be that she’d finally
around?
come
A wave of excitement flushed Spencer’s cheeks. He remembered a recent conversation where he’d promised to care for the child, whether it was Brielle’s or Lillian’s, and to live together as a family of three.
But now that Brielle had come to her senses, he wouldn’t make her suffer any longer. After what happened with Lillian and Connor, he couldn’t continue to spoil Lillian as he did before. Now, he only wanted to repair his relationship with Brielle.
Clearing his throat softly, Spencer ventured tentatively, “Brielle, are we about to…”
He was cut off before he could finish. “Isn’t this what you’ve always wanted? I’ve thought it through,” Brielle interjected.
Hope sparked in Spencer’s eyes, but the memory of Brielle’s peculiar and formidable prowess gave him pause. He dared not act rashly.
Upon reaching the room, Brielle led the way inside.
It never crossed Spencer’s mind that this could be a trap; after all, for over a decade, Brielle had been nothing but devoted to him, never harboring ulterior motives. So when Brielle offered him a glass of water, insisting he drink first, he downed it without hesitation.
Brielle raised an eyebrow – Spencer was being surprisingly cooperative.
After the water, Spencer still felt parched, and for some reason, Brielle seemed even more beautiful and enchanting tonight. His cheeks warmed, and he broke eye contact. “What’s next?” Sweat dampened his palms as his nervousness spiked.
“No rush, let’s just sleep for a bit.”
“Sleep?” Spencer’s face turned a deeper shade of red, misunderstanding her implication to mean sharing a bed. “Okay, Brielle, you’ve finally seen the light. I’ve been doing some thinking too, and I admit there were things I mishandled.”
He chuckled, feeling the room sway slightly before lying back. He didn’t suspect Brielle of foul play, attributing his dizziness to the recent stress.
Chapter 249
“There are things I owe you an apology for, but sometimes, you’ve been quite excessive.” Mumbling to himself, he lay down and drifted off.
“Spencer?” Brielle called out, then retrieved a rope she had prepared earlier and proceeded to
tie him up.
Elsewhere, Max had received a photo of Brielle and Spencer entering the room together.
A crack finally appeared on his usually stoic visage. He frowned, pondering for a long time before dialing Brielle’s number.
Brielle was busy securing Spencer to a chair. Seeing Max’s call, she felt a twinge of guilt; after all, Spencer was his nephew. “Mr. Dorsey,” she greeted, sensing his silence and adding, “What’s up?”
“Where are you?”
Brielle swallowed, “At home.”
Max’s expression darkened instantly, a dangerous glint crossing his eyes, “Which home?”
“The new place I bought. I need some rest; I’ve been feeling tired lately.”
Max’s grip on his phone tightened. If he hadn’t known her location, he might have believed her lie.
He was speechless, haunted by Brielle’s previous admission that she wasn’t devoid of feelings for Spencer. Those words enshrouded his thoughts like a curse, squeezing his heart with a fine. pervasive ache.
