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?"

the mini-fridge and took out a drink for her. Orlena didn't take it, but he inserted a straw into the drink, then

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

knew it wasn't that simple. She had been

but Orlena laughed lightly, countering, "What do you

desperate I was? Then confess to you why I

I was pregnant, or why I

pale, but he

"Childish? You've always thought of

Were you

controlling her

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

his heart. He knew too well that underneath her words laid her

was sweet and passionate. Any woman, naïve or

it. But he let

she wouldn't let him. She held back her emotions, "I'm sorry, I lost my composure. If you want to see Daniel, have your secretary

asked softly, "Would it be okay if I visit

family was related to her

push further. He just wanted to have a chat with her when he bumped into her today. It'd been a while

she was about to get

the street, the window of Brett's car was lowered, and inside sat a mature, beautiful woman. Orlena knew her. That was Brett's subordinate,

woman nodded

reminiscing old times with

What a player!

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

don't need to explain, Mr. Brett. Besides, can you honestly say nothing ever happened between you

That was all in the past, a moment of passion. Now,

say anything else. She got into her car, fastened her seat belt, and stepped on

Brett caught a glimpse of

disappear into the distance. Stephanie got out of the car and walked up to him, offering considerately, "Mr. Brett, does that

He turned to look at her, and he instantly changed his expression.

trying to defending

mention

responded with

over, having witnessed the scene earlier. He wiped

the driver, "Why'd you drive the

uncomfortably, "Mr. Stephanie

to Brett, "Mr. Brett, what should

replied calmly, "You guys go back to the hotel first. I'm going

with a smile, "It seems Mr. Brett will be spending the night at Ms. Eloise's house. Perfect, we can unwind. Stephanie, how about I take you out for a drink tonight. The night life in