Tangled Temptations

Chapter 258

Their eyes locked, silence hanging between them. Orlena hadn't expected to run

into Brett at the hospital. The setting brought back memories of their first intimate encounter which also happened within these very walls. He was drunk then, pressing her onto the couch, claiming her wildly.

Clearly, Brett was remembering the past too. He was usually cautious, always contemplating the consequences of his actions. Yet, his affair with Orlena was a whirlwind, leaving him no time to consider the aftermath. He was seduced by a girl 16 years younger than him; it was probably the most reckless thing he'd ever done in his life.

And it wasn't because she was young and attractive. Brett had seen his fair share of beauties, many more alluring and more considerate than her. Unlike them, all Orlena did was wrap her arms around him, whispering his name like a kitten. And those cries of "Brett" were addicting.

...

After a long silence, Brett was the first to speak, "Are you here to see Linda?"

Orlena stared blankly, taking a while to snap back to reality, then nodded, "Yes, she's much better. She should be discharged tomorrow."

Just as Brett was about to say something, Donny came out of the elevator. Donny was a little surprised to see Orlena at first sight, but he was a seasoned professional, quickly regaining his composure. He greeted her with a light smile, "Ms. Horigan."

Orlena nodded, then told Brett, "I should go."

Brett grabbed her hand, "Wait."

Donny took a deep breath and turned his face away.

Orlena tried to pull away but Brett's grip was too strong.

"We need to talk," Brett said quietly.

Eventually, they ended up in a quiet café. Donny booked a private booth, dutifully standing guard outside.

Inside the booth.

Brett dismissed the waiter, personally making coffee.

Although he was usually served by others, he enjoyed the art of coffee-making in his private time.

After preparing the coffee, he placed a cup in front of Orlena. "Try it."

Orlena pursed her lips, "I don't like coffee."

A hint of indulgence appeared on Brett's face, his tone unexpectedly tender, "I forgot. You prefer smoothie and fried chicken."

Orlena watched him silently. The man in front of her was still as graceful and scholarly as she remembered. She had once been infatuated with him, but not anymore.

She spoke coldly, "Did you bring me here just to talk about this, Mr. Brett?"

a drink for her. Orlena didn't take it, but he inserted a straw into the drink, then said softly, "Orlena, I've always wondered, how have you been these

skipped a beat. She looked up nonchalantly, "Pretty good, just experiencing

it wasn't that simple. She had been pampered since childhood, not used to fending

to ask more, but Orlena laughed lightly, countering, "What

desperate I was? Then confess to you why

I was pregnant, or why I didn't

but he still smiled, "Don't be

her eyes, "Childish? You've always thought of me

Were you tired

controlling her

We're from two different worlds. You said we weren't suitable, and I didn't hold onto

knew too well that underneath

naïve or experienced, would assume the man would

about it. But he

She held back her emotions, "I'm sorry, I lost

"Would it be okay if

refuse, but Noland family was related

further. He just wanted to have a chat with her when he bumped into her today. It'd been a while since he had a simple conversation with someone, without any hidden

was about to get into

woman. Orlena knew her.

woman nodded at

he was being affectionate and reminiscing old times with

What a player!

car window too. He frowned, walking over to Orlena, "I brought

to explain, Mr. Brett. Besides, can you honestly

in the past, a moment of passion.

anything else. She got into her car, fastened her

by, Brett caught a glimpse of a tear trickling down her cheek. Was she

got out of the car and walked up to him, offering considerately, "Mr. Brett, does that Ms. Horigan have some misunderstanding?

look at her, and he instantly

trying to defending her

carefully dodged any mention

with a nonchalant

rushed over, having witnessed the scene earlier. He wiped his

the driver, "Why'd you drive the

uncomfortably,

turned to Brett, "Mr. Brett,

go back to the hotel first. I'm going to check

at Ms. Eloise's house. Perfect, we can unwind. Stephanie, how about I take