Chapter 221 I Won’t Stop You Again
Of course, Hadley knew that Joy meant more to her than Eric ever could. How could he even compare?
But that wasn’t something she could say out loud.
She took a steadying breath, gripping her phone. “Where are you?” Pressing her lips together, she tried to soothe him. “Let’s talk in person, okay?”
On the other end of the line, Eric let out a low, self–mocking chuckle. “Where am I?” he echoed, his tone laced with bitterness. “Take a guess.”
Hadley exhaled softly. She didn’t need to guess–they had already agreed he’d pick her up from the dance studio.
“I understand.” Her brows furrowed slightly. “I’m coming over now. Just wait for me, alright?”
But Eric didn’t reply. The call ended in silence.
Without wasting another second, Hadley grabbed her things and rushed to the studio.
The moment Hadley arrived, her eyes immediately found Eric’s car parked by the curb.
She hurried over, reaching for the passenger door–it wasn’t locked. Without hesitation, she slipped inside.
The warm air from the heater wrapped around her.
Hadley took a deep breath, mentally bracing herself for what was to come.
“Speak” Eric’s voice cut through the silence, low and sharp.
Turning his head, he fixed his piercing gaze on her. “Where were you? And why?”
“L…”
Hadley faltered, still piecing together how to explain. “Something came up unexpectedly.”
“What kind of thing?” His voice darkened, his frustration evident. “That can’t possibly be your explanation!”
Hadley hesitated, choosing her words carefully. “It was my housemate… she needed something” seriously?”
Was that all she had to say?
A sharp scoff escaped Eric, his disbelief morphing into something colder, sharper. “I waited for you all night,
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Hadley.” His tone was edged with restrained anger. “And you ditched me–for a housemate?”
“Yes, I…”
Hadley lowered her gaze, her fingers curling slightly in her lap.
She knew she had let him down. She had broken their plans, and he had every right to be upset.
And yet she couldn’t risk pushing him too far right now.
So instead, she softened her voice, reaching for whatever fragile truce she could manage.
Hadley inhaled deeply, steadying herself before meeting Eric’s gaze. Her voice was quiet, but sincere. “I’m sorry for not showing up. It was my fault… I-”
“Save it.” Eric’s voice sliced through her apology, sharp with frustration.
tell me the truth, Hadley.” His eyes bore into her, unrelenting. “What was so important that you blew me off? That you couldn’t even pick up
in her lap. She averted her gaze, her voice barely above a whisper. “I… I can’t
tell him? What kind of answer
around her shoulders, not in anger, but in sheer frustration.
disappear on me, ignore me all
spent the
her
worrying about her safety and
all that, she was refusing
your boyfriend. Do I mean nothing to you?” His voice dropped, raw with
matter to you at all?”
a moment, she said nothing. Then, in barely more than a whisper, she murmured, “I’m sorry. It was my
That was it?
That was all?
a cold, humorless chuckle–a hollow sound that
expression shifted, his gaze hardening as if something inside him had finally
you want.”
his hands shifting to the steering wheel
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the vehicle rolled forward, his voice finally broke the heavy
blinked before
in her chest. His tone was detached. His expression–cold, unreadable. He was really angry.
didn’t look at her. Didn’t speak.
and got out, walking straight inside–upstairs, without
and then
bedroom, but he didn’t. Instead, he went straight to
following, stopping outside the door.
Silence.
swallowed, knocking
up tonight. Please don’t shut me out–open the door, okay?”
Still, no response.
“Eric?”
Knock! Knock!
Eric stood by the liquor cabinet. He reached for a bottle of whiskey, twisting off the cap with a practiced motion before pulling open the bottom drawer. From inside, he retrieved a
him about quitting drinking and
even be honest with him? She didn’t care. So
took another drag, he
imagined it?
No… he hadn’t.
outside had gone
Was that all
“Hadley!”
frustration and anger tightening in his chest. With a sharp motion, he yanked off his tie and tossed it aside, grabbed the bottle of whiskey and then took a long, burning
silence outside
a heavy sigh, Eric Bank onto the sofa, rubbing his temples as
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she doing?
she already gone to bed?
He had done everything for her. Was it so much to ask for even the
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