Chapter 1411
Chapter 1411:
Afterward, she drifted off to sleep, nestled in his arms.
When Marcel came to, his head throbbed as though it were splitting apart.
A familiar sound—the incessant ringing of his phone—only made it worse.
He reached for it blindly, but a soft hand got to it first.
A woman answered at once. “Hello, what’s the matter p>
Marcel couldn’t make out the voice on the other end. After a few seconds of silence, the call ended.
Fully awake now, Marcel opened his eyes and found Elva beside him. He snatched the quilt and wrapped it around himself, staring at her with wide eyes. “What happened last night p>
Elva looked at him blankly, then seemed to come to her senses. She covered her face and began to sob. “You were drunk last night. I planned to take you home, but you felt nauseous. I couldn’t let you throw up in the driver’s cab, so I checked into a nearby hotel to let you get it out of your system before taking you back. But then… you dragged me into bed p>
Elva didn’t continue, but Marcel had already filled in the rest.
He tried to recall what had happened, but his mind was completely blank. All he remembered was drinking a few rounds at dinner before passing out. Everything after that was a void.
Watching Elva’s distress, Marcel couldn’t tell whether she was telling the truth. “Couldn’t you resist? You knew Anika was…” He trailed off, unsure what to say.
Guilt crashed down on him. Anika was pregnant—if she found out about this, it would destroy her.
Elva gradually stopped crying and lifted her head, looking at him with a wounded expression. Then, as if it took all her strength, she said, “I know Anika is pregnant, and I know how much this would hurt her. Don’t worry—I won’t tell anyone. We can pretend nothing happened. After all, you don’t have feelings for me. Even if something did occur, it was inconsequential p>
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Her words only tangled Marcel’s emotions further. He couldn’t find anything to say.
He dressed quickly and left the hotel at once.
What he didn’t know was that the earlier phone call had been from Anika.
Elva watched Marcel walk out of the room before wiping away tears that weren’t really there, her eyes gleaming with smug satisfaction.
As long as Anika made a scene, Marcel would eventually be hers. Elva didn’t believe any woman could tolerate her husband sharing a bed with another woman.
Ten minutes earlier, Elva had answered the phone and heard Anika’s voice.
“Hello, Marcel. Where are you? Why didn’t you come home last night p>
Anika had waited anxiously for Marcel the entire night. He usually told her in advance if he had any plans, so when he didn’t call once, her worry only grew.
Hearing Anika’s voice, Elva perked up, but she deliberately put on an air of exhaustion. Her tone was lazy and slightly raised—far too performative for someone supposedly tired, as if she were trying to flaunt something.
“Hello, what’s the matter p>
At the sound of Elva’s voice, Anika froze. Her lips tightened involuntarily.
After a few seconds of silence, Anika ended the call.