The Wrong Woman

Elio's deep voice softly pronounced her name. "Candice."

Perplexed, Candice responded, "Yes?"

"Candice," he called out once more.

"I'm here, right beside you. What's wrong?" Candice replied patiently.

"Candice, Candice..." Elio's voice grew heavier, infused with a sense of desolation. As he continued, his eyes reddened further, his gaze gradually drifting away. Observing Elio's condition, Candice felt utterly bewildered.

She had been by his side the whole time, so why was he repeatedly calling her name without providing any further explanation?

Was he intoxicated?

With a bitter twist to his lips, Elio struggled to speak, his words slow and labored. "Ca... Can... dice."

Concern etched on her face, Candice leaned closer. Meeting his gaze, she reassured him. "I'm here."

Elio stole a glance at her, offering a faint smile before reclining further back on the sofa. With his eyes closed, he murmured, "You've intruded into my dreams once more." "What?" Candice couldn't quite grasp his meaning. Intrigued, she leaned in closer and asked, "Elio, what are you trying to tell me?"

"Candice."

"Why do you keep calling my name? Just tell me what's on your mind!" Candice urged, growing impatient.

"C... an... dice."

quickly retreating into the bedroom. With urgency, she grabbed her phone and dialed Sean's number. Sean answered the call sluggishly, his voice still heavy

she began, "I apologize for disturbing you, Mr. Lowe, but it appears that Mr.

seated in the living room with his clothing soaked through.

drunk?" Sean exclaimed, caught off

when he was dropped off at the hotel just a short while ago? How had he managed to become intoxicated and still not changed out of his wet attire? With a touch of apprehension, Candice elaborated, "Yes, once he saw me, he kept calling my name, as if he had something important

seems the alcohol has muddled his thoughts, and I doubt he'll even bother changing out of his wet clothes. Could you please

I'll head over right away," Sean assured, swiftly abandoning his bed

Candice hurried to

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Sean was greeted

sight of Elio still

Witnessing his

compassion.

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around Elio's shoulders, guiding

Candice joined in, taking

his room and carefully laid him down on the

couldn't help but exchange a glance

he end up so intoxicated and drenched? Didn't he have an umbrella?" Sean struggled to

aware that disclosing even

all, the relationship between Elio and Candice was

Elio had his own considerations-matters that Sean