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Laney gave Natalie’s shoulder a reassuring pat and beamed. “Go on ahead. I’ll arrange for L to give
you a ride.”
Natalie hastened downstairs and got into the car. Within a matter of minutes, the vehicle vanished
around the bend. Laney retreated to her room and messaged Garrett, inquiring when he would return.
Garrett could handle his alcohol well. He must have just feigned to be intoxicated earlier. Laney already
had a theory to the issue in her heart.
It appeared to Laney that Brandon orchestrated the entire scenario for Garrett to act out.
L drove Natalie to the club’s entrance, following the provided address.
“Mrs. Larson, this club is a melting pot of different people. Would you prefer that I apany you
inside?” L unfastened her seat belt and prepared to exit the car.
“It’s okay. I know some people inside. You can wait for me here.” Natalie reassured L as she
stepped out of the car and headed toward the club.
As Natalie searched for Brandon, she unexpectedly ran into Garrett, who was walking toward her.
Garrett held himself against the wall while his back bent as if he had just puked Upon catching sight of
Natalie, he lifted his quivering digits and gestured towards a nearby room, remarking, “You’ve finally
arrived. Brandon is in that room over there. Go check on him. I’m quite intoxicated, so I’ll step outside
to get some fresh air.”
“I will. The automobile is conveniently parked outside. If you feel uneasy, you may ask L to drive you
home first.” As Natalie prepared to make her way over, she detected something amiss and inquired,
“How did you know I was going toe here, Garrett? I attempted to contact Brandon earlier, but he
did not respond any of my calls.”
Abruptly, Garrett’s vision appeared to sharpen. He cursed, hunched over, and retched a few times. His
speech was vague as he muttered, “I thought it was Brandon who informed you…”
“Please articte clearly. I am unable toprehend your words.” As Natalie prepared to listen
attentively, the door to the adjacent room abruptly swung open. Drunk, Brandon utilized the doorknob
for support, struggling to maintain his bnce as he staggered forward. Natalie hurriedly approached
and gripped Brandon’s arm, and he leaned against her for support.
Brandon rested his face against Natalie’s long hair and remarked in a low, husky tone, “You smell like
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my wife.” After inhaling deeply twice, Brandon ced his hand on Natalie’s waist and gazed upon her
chest, inquiring. “Are you wearing my preferred style?”
Brandon reached towards Natalie’s chest, causing her to swiftly swat his hand away, her face flushing
with embarrassment. “Brandon, please be serious! Otherwise, I will just leave you alone in this ce.”
Natalie appeared to havemunicated effectively as he stood uppliantly and positioned himself
behind her. Natalie wiped the sweat from her forehead, as she hadn’t anticipated Brandon to be
“Shall we head back home?’ Natalie leaned over and gently patted his back.
“You just said that you would abandon me here…” Brandon’s eyes darkened with a pained expression
as he appeared physically unstable, with weak legs and an almostical appearance as though he
might stumble. Natalie was helpless. Natalie crouched down, cing her hands on her knees, and
gazed up at Brandon wholeheartedly as she spoke, “I was only joking. Please don’t be upset, alright?”
Brandon remained silent Natalie made a significant effort to help him stand up straight.
Despite his intoxicated state, Brandon disyed surprising strength as he pulled Natalie in front of him
and said confidently, “Make me a promise, and I’ll go home with you.”
“Sure. I will promise you anything, alright?” Natalie smiled forcefully, realizing she had no other option
but to agree to Brandon’s request, lest she spent the entire night there with him.
Garrett shot Brandon a suggestive wink and discreetly began to slip away, pressing himself against the
wall. “Halt, Garrett!” Unexpectedly, Natalie turned her gaze toward him.
Garrett had no choice but to feign drunkenness and responded vaguely, “What’s the matter? All 1 want
to do is go home early and see Laney.”
“Could you please assist me in carry Brandon to the car? He’s too heavy for me to lift alone.” Natalie
sighed helplessly and acknowledged that Brandon handled his drinking terribly.
Garrett nodded in agreement and grabbed Brandon’s arm to assist Natalie. As Garrett unintentionally
locked eyes with Brandon’s cold gaze, he immediately grasped the meaning behind his stare. He
inwardly disregarded and feigned a moment of carelessness, releasing Brandon’s hand.
“Sorry, I am just too ovee with dizziness. The alcohol has taken a powerful effect on my senses.”
Flushed, Garrett feigned drunkenness and instability, leaning against the wall to regte his breathing
with a calm and measured rhythm.
Seizing the moment, Brandon fell into Natalie’s embrace, and the scent of her body swiftly masked the
lingering odor of alcohol.
“Such a feeble drinker. How did you manage to consume so much when you clearly couldn’t drink?
Remember that Laney is still expecting you at home, Garrett.” Natalie could hardly carry Brandon.
“Dammit!” Why did Brandon have to behave so lecherously when drunk? His face incessantly nuzzled
against hers.
Garrett roused from his daze and lifted his finger, conceding, “You’re absolutely correct. My wife is at
home waiting for me, so please look after Brandon. He reeks of alcohol, which won’t do for my wife and
child if hees to my house. I’ll make my way home first.” With a wave of his hand, Garrett pivoted
on his heel and departed.
“Impossible!” Natalie eximed and clutched at the hem of Garrett’s garment before casting an
embarrassed nce at Brandon. “I haven’t forgiven him yet. I don’t want to bring him back to my
ce.”
“There’s no denying that you’re legally married to Brandon, and your home is probably the best ce
for him to stay.” Garrett sighed and shrugged.
“However…” Natalie was about to speak, but Garrett cut her off and quickly answered the call.
“Laney? I’m already outside. What? You miss me already? Alright, I’ll head home right away.”
After ending the call, Garrett feigned embarrassment and addressed Natalie, “You heard that, right? My
wife called again. You should probably send Brandon home. He’s had too much to drink, and I’m sure
he won’t cause any trouble for you.”
Immediately after speaking, Garrett swiftly left. Natalie had no other option but to escort Brandon out of
the club. Thankfully, the street was lined with numerous clubs and bars, making it easy for her to find a
taxi. Breathless, she helped Brandon into the car and instructed the driver to take them to their
destination. Once the taxi disappeared down the road, Garrett emerged from the corner and breathed a
sigh of relief. He murmured to himself, “It’s all sorted now. Whether they can reconcile or not is up to
Brandon’s luck.”
Afterward, he departed in L’s car.
Natalie and Brandon were in the cab on the opposite side. The driver nced over at Brandon and
offered them a bottle of water. “Man, this guy is really drunk.”
“Thank you. He’s never been able to handle his alcohol.” Natalie unscrewed the bottle cap and helped
Brandon drink the water. She expected him to spit it out, but to her surprise, he obediently drank most
of it.
After finishing the water, Brandon held onto Natalie tightly and fell asleep in Natalie’s arms.
The driver was taken aback by Brandon’s behavior andmented, “I’ve never seen a man so well-
behaved when drunk. Your husband must have a good temperament when he’s sober.”
Natalie gave a wry smile and felt perplexed. Although Brandon was generally not ill-tempered, she
couldn’t understand why he was so quiet while drunk. When the taxi arrived at the White family vi,
Natalie struggled to get Brandon out of the taxi.