Back to Love: A New Beginning
Chapter 147

Chapter 147:.

After a while, I received another message, but it was not from the same unknown number.

The message contained the name of the hotel and the room number.

Without uttering a word, I picked up the phone and ran out of the room without even changing my clothes.

“Eveline, where are you going?” shouted Aaron from behind me.

I hurried out despite the heavy rain, not bothering to answer him.

Lightning flashed from the sky and the sound of thunder ripped the very sky and made the ground seem like it was flying through the air.

But right now, the thunderstorm was the least of my worries. I was more afraid of something irreversible happening.

After a while, a car pulled up next to me. The window was down, revealing Aaron. “Eveline, get in the car!” he shouted.

Without hesitation, I opened the door and climbed in.

“Where are you going?” he asked.

I told him the name of the hotel and he drove there despite the heavy downpour.

The bean-sized raindrops were hitting the car, making sounds that made it seem like they could destroy the world.

I was already soaked, but I didn’t feel cold. I was too overwhelmed by the pain in my heart to feel anything else.

I thought that maybe there had already been a huge rift between Derek and me for some time.

All the recent things that had happened; my exam report, the dress, and the anniversary party he didn’t take me to, became the catalyst for our fight. I managed to push him into someone else’s arms.

According to Derek’s position, what he needed was a submissive, sensible, but capable woman who would help him be more successful and not get in his way.

That night, I created problems for him out of nothing. It made me wonder if he regretted marrying me, and if he thought he had married the wrong person.

Soon, the car pulled into the driveway of the hotel. Just before Aaron could get out of the car, I stopped him.

“You can go home now. I’ll go in by myself. Don’t worry about me.” So, I got out of the car and hurried into the hotel.

Despite the strange looks from the staff, I entered the elevator without hesitation.

When I finally reached the door of the room mentioned in the message, I twisted my hair like clothes to get the water out of them, and calmed down.

Just before I could knock, the door opened from the inside.

Charlene was the one who opened it.

She didn’t look disheveled, so it seemed she had arrived just in time.

She looked me over from head to toe, visibly surprised.

“My goodness, Eveline, what happened to you?”

I looked down at my clothes instinctively and realized I was wearing completely soaked pajamas, and looked like a drowned rat.

I thought he must be amused to see me like this.

But at the moment, his tone and expression suggested otherwise.

“I know Derek is inside. Charlene, he has a wife, and you know it-how can you willfully destroy someone’s marriage?”

Although I was very agitated, I made sure I didn’t curse and tried to keep my composure.

Charlene folded her arms and smiled at me.

“I was the one who sent that message. Of course, I know you know Derek is inside.”

I was stunned to hear her say that. “You sent it? You wanted me to come here to provoke me.”

Charlene started fiddling with her hair.

“If I wanted to provoke you, you would have seen a totally different scene here,” she said.

I didn’t understand what she meant.

Then she came in and sat down on the couch.

I followed her in and smelled the strong odor of alcohol in the air almost instantly.

There was a dim light in the room and Derek lay motionless on the bed.

After taking a sip of water, Charlene set the glass down and turned her attention to me. “Remember what happened in his office last time? I was just teasing you. I didn’t expect you to take it seriously.”

Huh? Was she referring to the time she tied Derek’s tie?

However, she seemed so serious that day that it didn’t even cross my mind that she was joking.

“Did you really think I was going to chase him? Even if that’s true, what you should be doing is holding him back instead of pissing him off. That’s foolish of you.”

As I maintained eye contact with her, I asked, “What are you trying to say?” After Charlene told me everything, my opinion of her changed drastically.

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