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.
the truth, Hadley.” His eyes bore into her, unrelenting. “What was so important
fingers clenched in her lap. She averted her gaze, her voice barely above
What kind of
Eric snapped. His fingers instinctively tightened around her shoulders, not in
His voice was rough, unsteady–a storm barely contained. “You disappear on me, ignore me all night–and I don’t even deserve a real answer? Do you have
had spent the last
something had happened to her and the fury that she had
safety and resenting her silence.
was refusing
I mean nothing to you?” His voice dropped, raw with disappointment.
feelings not matter to you at all?”
than
That was it?
That was all?
humorless chuckle–a hollow sound
hardening as if something inside
whatever you want.”
his hands shifting to the steering wheel as he restarted the
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voice finally broke the heavy silence. “Are
momentarily caught off guard, blinked before nodding quickly. “Of course.”
the uneasy feeling curling in her chest. His tone
Eric didn’t look at her. Didn’t speak. It was as
arrived, he parked the car and got out,
sighed softly and
for the bedroom, but he didn’t. Instead,
door. Raising a
Silence.
knocking again.
I messed up tonight. Please don’t
Still, no response.
“Eric?”
Knock! Knock!
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 pack of cigarettes. Lighting one, he inhaled deeply, the
him about quitting
why should he bother changing himself for someone who couldn’t even be honest with him? She didn’t care. So why should
another drag, he suddenly
he imagined
No… he hadn’t.
outside had gone completely
that? So soon? Was that all the
“Hadley!”
he yanked off his tie and tossed it aside, grabbed the bottle of whiskey and then took a long, burning
outside stretched.
Eric Bank onto the sofa, rubbing his temples as his head pounded.
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Won’t
was she doing?
gone to
for her. Was it so
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