Chapter 1700


    Carol returned to her apartment, a smile creeping across her lips at the memory of Felix cooking in the kitchen. It was an image


    she just couldn''t shake.


    She knew her friend Maja had been swamped with overtime at the office, so she sent another text to Ynda.


    (Girl, I''m trying not to get too excited, but the man can cook, and he looks like a snack doing it.]


    Ynda''s response took its sweet time, arriving ten minutester.


    (Carol, to be honest, | don''t see the big deal. He''s alright, but the guy can''t even ride a motorcycle.]


    Carol''s lips twitched in amusement, thinking Ynda only had eyes for bike lovers. She was blissfully happy, even though


    nothing had happened between her and Felix. Just the thought of him made her heart flutter.


    (Another thing, | bet he can''t even afford a motorcycle.]


    Carol nearly burst outughing, rubbing her temples. There was no point arguing with Ynda; the girl was in her own world.


    After a refreshing shower, Carol couldn''t resist texting Felix.


    [Got home, just showered. You asleep?]


    Felix saw the message but didn''t reply, standing alone on his tiny balcony with a cigarette.


    Her message vanished into the void, and Carol reluctantly drifted off to sleep.


    She had expected things with Felix to continue at a lukewarm pace, but after a week of delivering groceries to him, an


    opportunity finally presented itself.


    That evening, while still at work, she received a text from Felix.


    [Don''t bother with the food delivery tonight, not feeling too hot.]


    Of course, Carol couldn''t just do nothing when he mentioned he was feeling under the weather.


    [Got a cold? Fever? Should | bring you some meds?]


    [No, just don''te over tonight.]


    After that, Felix went silent.


    Carol''s curiosity was piqued. The more you tell her not to do something, the more she wanted to do it.


    So she peppered him with texts, none of which he answered.


    She couldn''t wait to get off work and check on him. She tried to excuse herself, but the manager, who had taken a dislike to her,


    sneered.


    "Don''t tell me you''re meeting up with those customers. This is a respectable barbecue ce, we don''t want any scandal. If we


    have a scene here, it''ll affect all of us."


    Just the day before, a drunk patron had confessed to Carol, bringing her a bouquet of roses. The manager was not pleased.


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    "Don''t get ideas above your station, girl. The mening here for barbecue aren''t your princes. A bouquet of flowers is what,


    twenty bucks? Don''t get seduced and end up in bed. If you get knocked up, see who''ll have you then."


    Carol pretended not to hear, knowing it would be a pain to find a new job, and Felix knew where she worked. She didn''t want to


    go through the hassle of changing ces.


    Ignoring the manager, she rushed to the supermarket, picked up some seafood, and headed to Felix''s ce.


    But Felix wasn''t home.


    She knocked for ages with no response.


    She wondered if he''d decided to stay out for the night, or if he was just trying to distract her with his talk of feeling unwell while he


    was out charming someone else.


    However, remembering his usual indifference to women, she doubted that.


    Sitting on the floor, she waited until eleven at night, a whole five hours, before she heard the faint sound of footsteps.


    Curled up by the door, nearly asleep, she perked up at the sound and saw the motion-activated hall light turn on. She looked up.


    As she did, her eyes met Felix''s. He reeked of alcohol, his cheeks flushed. His frown deepened upon seeing her.


    "Didn''t | say not toe?"


    "| was worried about you. Why are you back sote? Weren''t you supposed to finish work early?"


    "Got dragged out for drinks. My head is killing me."


    Carol had no right to pry, but she couldn''t help supporting him.


    "You''ve had a bit too much to drink."


    Felix fumbled with his keys, his fingers trembling too much to unlock the door.


    Carol took the keys from him and opened the door.


    She could feel his body shaking, as if he was trying to suppress something.


    "I''ll go get you something to sober up."


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    "What is it then?"


    Before she could get an answer, she felt the heat emanating from his body.


    It seemed Felix had been slipped something, and from the looks of it, it was potent.


    He leaned against the door, his Adam''s apple bobbing, looking dangerously enticing.


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    He didn''t pull away.


    Emboldened, she wrapped her other hand around his waist.


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    Carol thought she had hit the jackpot, so when he pulled her closer, she went with it.