The Wrong Woman

Chapter 864

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."

into the bedroom. With urgency, she grabbed her

washed over Candice as she began, "I apologize for disturbing you,

currently seated in the living room with his clothing soaked through. I'm genuinely worried he

Mr. Hoffis is drunk?"

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

changing out of his wet clothes. Could you please come over

swiftly abandoning his bed and rushing

Candice

NOW PLAY YOUR

FAVOURITE GAMES ON

entering, Sean

sight of Elio

his inebriated

compassion.

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he draped an arm around Elio's

Candice joined in,

Elio into his room and carefully

up, he couldn't help but exchange a glance

"Wasn't he meant to attend the banquet? How did he end up so intoxicated and drenched? Didn't he have an umbrella?" Sean struggled to find

that disclosing even a

Candice was intricate, with hardly any chance of

that Sean wasn't at

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