"Chloe, are you okay?"
Lucas Hughes saw Chloe Simpson walk out and hurriedly put his phone back in his pocket, approaching her.
Anyway, he had recorded everything just now.
From the mont Chloe entered the office, everything that happened with Alexander Johnson in there, even the sounds, were all clearly recorded.
"I’m fine." Chloe shook her head, keeping her gaze lowered.
The whispers from the office kept flooding her ears.
"Hmph, so what if she throws herself at him? Young Master Johnson is just after a bit of novelty. Look, he just kicked her out of the office."
"In a couple of days, he won’t even spare her a glance, just watch."
"Exactly, a married woman daring to reach for the stars, dreaming!"
The insults, like slaps, kept hitting Chloe’s face.
Her face felt burning hot, and she couldn’t lift her head, so she ran out as if escaping.
Lucas furrowed his brow and decided to follow her.
"Chloe, I’m sorry, you’ve had it hard. It’s all my fault for being useless. If I were as strong as Alexander Johnson, you wouldn’t have to endure this."
Lucas continued to play the role of a good husband, affectionately holding Chloe in his arms to comfort her.
"Sob...sob..."
Chloe didn’t know why, but she couldn’t hold it anymore and burst into tears in Lucas’s arms.
Since Lucas had known Chloe, he had never seen her like this, and suddenly, he didn’t know what to say.
He just stood there, holding Chloe, saying nothing, letting her cry in his embrace.
In the end, he couldn’t help but tear up himself.
That night, Chloe was assigned to the ergency night shift, reportedly because the ER was short-staffed and couldn’t handle it.
She was to fill in temporarily for a few days.
The psychological intervention clinic had just been established and wasn’t busy, so Chloe went.
When Lucas heard Chloe would be working a night shift, he shouted in his close friends’ group chat.
[Chloe is working late tonight, let’s et at the usual spot at Red Dust Alley for a drink.]
Harry Mason was the first to respond: [I can’t make it, I have a class reunion with my wife tonight.]
Noah Woods quickly replied: [I’m free.]
Only Harry King didn’t respond for a long ti.
Lucas, recalling the night at Nightfall, @Harry King: [Harry, are you coming?]
After waiting for a long ti without a reply from Harry King, he felt uneasy. Had Harry discovered sothing?
Impossible, the Flibanserin he developed was so effective, how could Harry notice anything?
Besides, they drank a lot that night.
To ensure Harry wouldn’t sober up quickly, he even added a few more drops.
[No, I have a social engagent with my dad tonight.]
It wasn’t until ten minutes later that Harry King replied, and Lucas finally breathed a sigh of relief: [OK.]
After work in the afternoon, Lucas organized the videos he shot and sent them to Mark.
[Dr. Hughes, with you around, I don’t even need to assign people. It’s such a pleasure working with you. If there’s anything else you need from , just let know. As long as we keep Madam happy, isn’t everything just a matter of saying the word?]
Mark responded quickly to the video.
Lucas casually agreed before heading to the bar they frequented, Red Dust Alley.
He didn’t know if revisiting the video again had sothing to do with it.
On the way driving there, he inexplicably rembered Chloe sobbing in his arms that afternoon, feeling a heavy weight on his heart.
When he got to Red Dust Alley, he ordered a strong drink.
"Why are you drinking such a strong drink before I even arrive? Did sothing happen?"
Noah Woods saw Lucas like this and thought sothing had happened.
"Nothing, just felt bad for Chloe this afternoon. Thinking about what I did before, I suddenly realized how ssed up it was."
After drinking, Lucas’s emotions beca even more intense.
"Lucas, honestly, I’ve always felt guilty towards Chloe, since we were the ones who hired those thugs... Forget it, don’t say anything more, just treat Chloe well from now on."
Noah Woods had no idea about Lucas’s current plan and really thought he felt guilty towards Chloe, so he shared his thoughts.
But hearing this, Lucas instantly exploded: "What did you say? I owe her? Are you kidding ? Yes, I was the one who hired those thugs back then, but didn’t I get injured to save her? I’m no longer even a proper man."
"Otherwise, why would I have beco addicted to alcohol? Addiction to gambling? I’m just feeling bad now, even raising a dog for five years would foster emotions, let alone a woman?"
"In these five years, every ti we went out, wasn’t it paying? Movies, als, amusent parks, when did I shortchange her? And the wedding, the money for the ceremony, I paid for it too, my family even contributed more than half."
"Her mom speaks so well, claiming that the groom’s family shouldn’t cover everything for the wedding. Sure, the money was given, but after I casually ntioned to Chloe that it was the groom’s duty, she gave it back to her mom upon the third day of marriage."
"Noah Woods, haven’t I done enough? Yes, I was wrong to give her away on our wedding night, but it wasn’t like I abandoned her. Isn’t she still my wife now?"
"I’m a PhD graduate, went straight into Kyohai’s top private hospital. Not bad looking, she’s just an undergrad, a nurse at that, marrying is her luck for eight lifetis."
After drinking too much, Lucas ranted conceitedly to Noah Woods, like a peacock strutting its feathers.
Just as the social engagent ended, Harry King arrived and witnessed this scene.
With a quick step forward, he intended to act, but soone else beat him to it and gave Lucas a hard slap.
The force was so strong that drunk Lucas, who wasn’t standing steadily, was knocked to the ground by the slap.
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