Wrong Ride, Right Lover のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 171 - チャプター 180

Monique looked down at the baggy clothes she was wearing. She could not refute the man’s accusation.It was Yvonne’s choice of wardrobe, not hers. Her cousin wanted her to look unpresentable for the date.“You tricked me!” the man shouted accusingly.Just as Monique opened her mouth to explain, the man grabbed his cup and hurled its contents toward her. The coffee splashed onto her face and dripped into her clothes. It was terribly uncomfortable.Monique was speechless.Her date then stormed out of the cafe.Monique did her best to wipe most of the coffee out of her face before heading to the washroom to clean up.In the washroom, she stared blankly at the coffee-stained face in the mirror.She studied the remnants of coffee on her face, arms and torso.Mrs. Zackery’s nephew stormed out of the cafe, anger bubbling inside him. That woman was below his standards. Was this a set up?At this moment, his phone chimed.He unlocked his phone. The incoming message read, “I forgot to

”I don’t know. I dropped her off at the cafe and came straight home,” Yvonne grumbled.She did not like the fact that her father was worried about Monique.“Are you sure?” Zephyrus asked again. It was getting late and Monique’s whereabouts were unknown. He was expecting some good news today and the opposite happened instead.Yvonne’s eyes widened as she said vehemently, “I don’t know where a woman like her would go!”Zephyrus felt like slapping his daughter.At this moment, Monique walked into the house. She saw Zephyrus’s raised arm and asked, “Uncle, what are you doing?”Yvonne turned to Monique with reddened eyes and said, “You’re back!”“What’s happening?” There were more people than usual in the house. What was going on?All the heads turned to face Monique.Among the crowd, she noticed the man from that morning.“Why are you here?” Monique said to the bespectacled man.The man eyed Monique up and down. Was this the same woman from earlier?She looked nothing like the

Yvonne was staring daggers at Monique before she was distracted by the man standing behind her cousin. “My god! You’re a sight for sore eyes!”She was captivated by the gorgeous man standing at the doorway. His handsome face shone like a beacon at sea. The man was statuesque; his black suit clung to him in all the places and he was more eye-catching than a celebrity. Looking away proved incredibly difficult.His chiseled face presented a cool and calculating expression. His facial features were sharp and delicate, and coal-black eyes stared out impassively at the room. The man gave off an intense aura that kept people at bay.Yvonne stood where she was and gaped at the eye candy.The man from the date was surprised to find his arm locked in a death grip. Before he could react, pain shot through his limb. “Ah! Let go of me!”His pitiful screams filled the room as color drained from his face. His face contorted into an anguished expression as the assailant continued to twist his arm

Henry Moore’s presence was akin to a ticking time bomb.The sweat on the nurse’s back soaked through her uniform. She wiped the sweat away from her brow and took a deep breath to calm herself. Then, she thwacked Monique’s arm so the vein would distend. The needle went in and blood flowed out. Eight sample vials were successfully collected.Once that was done, the nurse immediately fled the scene. Firstly, she had to get the samples to the laboratory as soon as possible. Secondly, she could not bear to spend another second in that oppressive room. The murderous intent the man gave off was too overwhelming.She had never met someone with such an overbearing aura.She made a beeline for the washroom to settle down. Her limbs were trembling slightly and, if she had a choice, she would never set foot in that room again. Unfortunately, she still had to set up the intravenous fluids.The nurse wondered if she could stage a faint.When she came out, her coworker had the drips ready. Toge

Angel looked into Henry’s resolute eyes.Angel was an obedient child who always did her best for her mother. She knew her mother had a tough life and she would do anything to lessen her burden.A tear rolled down her cheek as she nodded. “If Mommy wakes up, can you call me?”“Of course.” Henry felt his heart ache as he watched the little girl cry. He stroked her hair and said, “Eat something when you get home. Sleep early. The doctor said Mommy will be fine. She should wake up tomorrow.”“Okay.” Angel nodded.“Mr. Xander, please look after Angel. If anything happens, you’re responsible,” Henry warned, his deep voice edged with violence.Zephyrus was surprised to see the softer side of the man. He seemed like an upper-class gentleman, judging from his wardrobe and manners. The man was extremely protective of Angel and Monique--something Zephyrus approved of.Zephyrus gave the man a courteous smile. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of Angel. Thank you for helping us.”“Not an issue.”