Married to my nemesi Chapter 123: Drunk and missing

Chapter 123: Drunk and missing

"If I would Enim then I would have taken my chance but you know I have to stay so Ezra wouldn’t be suspicious about my movent, you know his n are watching ."

Enim pursued her lips as she sighed looking her head in sadness.

" You’re right, I shouldn’t have considered calling you at all, I’ll just to back and et them, let this lonely woman go back, okay? "

" But Enim -" before he could continue, the call ended as Enim heaved a deep breath brushing her fingers through her hair and then she walked back tot he ranch, when she turned around looking for Zayn and Phoebe, she couldn’t spot the anywhere.

" Where are they? " She squinched her eyes looking around, since she couldn’t see them no matter how she searched, she asked one of the waiters at the bar.

" Where are those two? Weren’t they at that spot minutes ago? "

Enim pointed at the ranch area.

" Actually ma’am, while you were outside, Miss Phoebe took the man sowhere, " the waiter responded.

" Oh, okay, thank you, " she said excusing herself.

Enim walked towards the lounge area and then she sat on a chair just to puke right after on the ground.

Enim cleaned her mouth feeling irritated inside, she dazzled her eyes trying to adjust to the setting of the light trying her best to be stay still since she was still stupor.

She laid her body on the couch and then dozed off to sleep.

anwhile, while Enim was outside speaking to Vixen, Phoebe and Zayn were riding the horse not until Phoebe gripped the reign of the horse tightly forcefully getting the horse on hold.

They were about to fall if not because Zayn was quick to hold the reign and along with that, he made sure Phoebe was sitting still.

The horse stopped and then reached to it’s feet staying still.

"Are you okay, Phoebe?" Zayn questioned Phoebe in a soft voice as Phoebe shook her head, she was really feeling irritated from the inside and then she knew she was about to puke.

Since she couldn’t co down the horse since she wasn’t able to express her reaction imdiately, she turned to the side and then she puked.

"I don’t feel so good, Zayn," she inford Zayn who imdiately ca down the horse and then he gently carried Phoebe down the horse.

"Are you okay?"

Phoebe shook her head.

Zayn hauled her from the horse placing her gently on the ground, once she got to the ground, she clenched her stomach placing a hand on the mouth and then she ran in non-directional area rushing towards sowhere to release the reaction from the alcohol.

Zayn got near her holding her hair up so she could have free space to vomit.

"Are you okay?" Zayn questioned after a while, she gently raised her head a face full with blush, she looked like she has being disposed, she looked terrible.

"Are you okay?" He said once again as he helped her to adjust her hair cleaning her face with his hands.

She nodded raising her hand to reach his hand softly squeezing it.

"I think I’m fine now, you don’t need to worry."

"You drank too much didn’t you? "

" Is just a reaction to the alcohol, that’s all, I’m going to be alright. "

" I know you’re going to be, that’s why your face is all ssed up, your face is as red as a tomato already. "

Phoebe chuckled as she nudged his chest.

" You liar," she said with a giggle.

For a mont after then it was silent.

" Zayn, I want to go back now."

"To where?"

"I don’t know," she cleansed her face as she heaved a deep breath.

"Are you sobber now?"

She shook her head.

"I don’t think so, I’m just lying to you, I’m not yet alright."

"Oh then, I think you have to be sober then if you want to hear what I’m going to say."

"Zayn, do you rember everything that happened?"

"What are you talking about? You need to sleep first and make sure you’re okay. "

" No, no, Zayn, you said you want to talk to

when I’m sobber but I want to talk with you at this condition, I’m not sure if you would stay with

till tomorrow, I want you to be with -" she said with blinking eyes feeling a bit dizzy as she lost her balance but Zayn was quick enough to get a hold of her.

" Are you okay, Phoebe, " he said as he held her on her waist pulling her closer, Phoebe placed her hand on his shoulders as she placed her head comfortably on his chest.

" I... I just want to talk to you first, I don’t want you to leave , " she said with a stutter as she dozed off in sleep.

Recognizing she was falling asleep, Zayn hauled her from her lags using another arm to haul her by her back, her hand was still on his shoulder as she rested comfortably.

" Zayn I really want to talk to you instead. " She mumbled, her eyes shut.

Zayn made sure to carry her well and then he walked towards the door to take Phoebe out but before he touched the door to open, he discovered that there was a short cut.

He was led by one of the bar waiters taken to the shortcut, he found out Phoebe had placed a private car to take her ho.

It seems she knew she was going to be drunk one day or the other.

Placing her gently in the backseat of the car, her hair fluttered on the seat of the car as she closed her eyes drowning in her deep sleep.

Zayn thought it was best if he takes Phoebe to his house since he wasn’t sure if her mother would want to see her at the house.

He couldn’t do it without Enim explaining everything to Laurence and he wasn’t willing to cause problem for Phoebe especially when he knew that she was still taking her best ti to tell the truth to her mother.

Tell the truth to her mother about their relationship.