Chapter 1804 Investigation


    Nick was at his wits'' end.


    After Cassie had stormed off, Nick racked his brains, trying to recall what had happened tonight, but to


    no avail. No matter how hard he tried, he could not remember what had gone on in his house. He only


    had a vague recollection of drinking with his clients, but that was it. How could he have ended up


    hugging that woman?


    He decided to shift his focus for a moment. Trying to recall the events of tonight was a waste of time


    because no matter how hard he tried, it was in impossible at the moment. Right now, the most


    important thing to do was to find Cassie and clear things up. He took out his phone and dialed her


    number. It rang and rang. No one picked up. He tried again and again but to no avail.


    Nick didn''t want to stay home and do nothing. His hands trembling, he thought about what might be


    going on in Cassie''s head right now. The jingle of his keys, followed by the sound of his car''s engine


    starting, sounded painfully loud in the quiet night. But disturbing his neighbors was the least of his


    concerns. He drove around the neighborhood looking for Cassie. Once he had covered enough ground


    and still hadn''t seen any sign of her, he stopped right where he was and broke down. He rested his


    head against the steering wheel and contemted.


    He was growing increasingly worried by the second. Once more, he took out his phone and typed in a


    message to Cassie.


    "Cassie, it was not what you thought it was. I can exin everything. Can we please talk in person?


    Please, answer my calls. I''m so worried about you. Text me back, okay?" the message read.


    With shaking hands, he pressed send. Afterward, he kept his bloodshot eyes glued to his phone''s


    screen. If his girlfriend replied, he was not going to miss it.


    Three minutes went by. It remained eerily quiet in the car, and the screen disy of Nick''s phone had


    turned off automatically due to inactivity.


    Nick was losing hope, but giving up now wouldn''t benefit him or his rtionship in any way. A barrage


    of text messages made their way to Cassie''s phone—messages of love and apologies. For now, this


    was the only way for Nick to convince her to listen to him. In most of the texts, he begged for her not to


    be mad at him, to hear him out.


    He didn''t receive a single response.


    It was clear as day that Cassie was determined to ignore his messages.


    Nick sat there, helpless and frustrated.


    Meanwhile, in her hotel room, Cassie was tossing and turning in bed.


    She had closed her eyes, willing herself to fall asleep. The constant humming and vibration of her


    phone, however, was making the task impossible.


    Cassie knew it was Nick texting her, which annoyed her more. Those messages were like a constant


    reminder to Cassie of how intimate Nick had been with that woman.


    Since Cassie wouldn''t respond to Nick''s messages, he began ringing her again. When Cassie


    confirmed that it was him calling again, she canceled the call. Nevertheless, the dismissal was useless.


    The calls kepting.


    Eventually, Cassie had had enough. She turned off the vibration on her phone and squeezed her eyes


    shut. Atst, it was quiet. Finally, when she was about to drift off to sleep, her phone yed a short,


    familiar tone. It was a text from Nick. Apparently, she had not only turned off the vibration on her


    message notifications. In her exhaustion, she had also identally taken it off silent mode.


    Upset, she grabbed her phone and furiously scrolled down through her inbox. It was all from Nick. She


    had told herself earlier that she wouldn''t read them, lest they rendered her soft. Now, she deleted them


    all.


    She then hurled her phone toward the end of her bed andy back down. Annoyed and distressed, she


    stared nkly at thempshade next to her. On the covering was an elegant illustration of a couple in


    their wedding attire. Although the image on themp was nearing abstraction, she could make out the


    smiles on the couple''s faces.


    Cassie used to fantasize about marrying Nick. After all, which woman had not dreamed of her own


    wedding, especially when she thought she had found the perfect partner to marry? Now, the realization


    dawned on her that perhaps her dream wedding was not going to happen. In the past, Jordan had


    gotten between her and Nick. Now, it was this strange woman. Maybe she and Nick just weren''t meant


    to be together. ''When can we finally live a peaceful life? Don''t we deserve that?'' Cassie wondered.


    After Sheryl had hung up on I, she thought about Nick and Cassie''s situation. Immediately, she sent


    I a text reminding her to talk to Cassie before things escted.


    Young people nowadays didn''t know how to treasure what they had. What a pity it would be if Nick and


    Cassie broke up because of a misunderstanding. They would regret it for the rest of their lives. Sheryl,


    who had gone through the very same thing, didn''t want the two to go through such a heartbreaking


    experience.


    I was about to go to sleep. When she saw Sheryl''s message, she knitted her brows in frustration.


    Aron immediately noticed. Concerned, he asked, "What happened? Anything wrong?"


    "It''s Nick. Apparently, he hooked up with some woman, and Cassie ran into the two of them right in


    front of Nick and Cassie''s ce," I narrated as Aron listened intently. The tapping sounds emitted by


    I''s phone as she dialed Nick''s number were deafening in the quiet night.


    Nick had been waiting in his car this whole time for Cassie''s call. When his phone finally rang, he


    picked it up without even checking to see who the caller was.


    "Cassie, where are you?"


    "Nick, what have you done!" I''s anger was almost palpable. If she were there, she would have


    punched him in the face.


    "I?" His voice was heavy with surprise and disappointment. For a second, he had thought it was


    Cassie.


    "What exactly happened? And where''s Cassie?" I asked, still furious.


    It urred to her that he had been waiting for Cassie''s call, and she had caught him off guard.


    Nick sighed. He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. Where should he start? He wasn''t


    even sure about what had happened there in the first ce, so he remained silent.


    "I asked you a question, Nick. Say something! Where''s Cassie?" I had never known Nick to be like


    this. Something was wrong, and perhaps, things weren''t as they seemed. Otherwise, Nick wouldn''t be


    so frustrated to the point that he couldn''t speak.


    She wanted to get to the bottom of it. As long as Nick was still on the line, I grabbed the opportunity


    to ask him non-stop questions, asionally stopping and waiting for a response. The only way to stop


    her now was to give her what she wanted. In detail, Nick recounted everything he could remember


    about tonight.


    "Are you a hundred percent sure you didn''t cheat on Cassie?" I asked, remembering her special


    hatred toward cheaters. Moreover, in her eyes, Cassie was perfect and deserving of only the best


    things in the world. If Nick really had done something to hurt his girlfriend, I wouldn''t be able to


    forgive him.


    "I swear to God. No matter how drunk I get, I would never hurt Cassie," Nick promised solemnly.


    Drinking had never been a problem for a person with Nick''s alcohol tolerance. Naturally, he grew


    suspicious. Was it possible that someone was framing him? He knew himself too well. When he got too


    drunk, he didn''t hook up with other women. He onlyy in bed, unable to do anything.


    "Well, if what you''re saying is true, then it''s easy. Just go back to the hotel and ask to review their


    CCTV footage. And call the people who were out with you tonight. I''m sure you can find out something


    that way," I was very calm when she offered Nick the suggestion.


    Nick, who had been confused since he drove out on the streets tonight, became clear. He nodded


    vigorously and said, "You''re right, I. That''s brilliant! Thank you. You may just have saved my life and


    our rtionship. I should call the hotel now, while it''s not toote. Bye!"


    In his excitement, Nick was almost screaming into the phone. His thumb hovered over the end call


    button when I''s muted voice stopped him. "Wait, Nick! Remember to call Sheryl and tell her what


    happened. She''s worried about you."


    "Sure. Don''t worry, I." When Sheryl''s name came up, Nick got the picture. Cassie must have called


    Sheryl after she ran into him and that strange woman.


    He didn''t waste any time. After hanging up on I, he immediately called the hotel.


    I held the phone to her chest. Nick and Cassie''s situation still troubled her deeply. Aron, seeing his


    wife upset, pulled her into his arms. He kissed her on the forehead and said, "Stop worrying, babe. I''m


    sure that Nick can handle this."


    "I know. He and Cassie have been through a lot together, but it''ll take more than this to break them up.


    Obviously, someone''s trying to frame Nick, but I''m pretty confident about what he''s capable of, and I''m


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    sure he''ll figure out the truth in no time. However, it''s not really him that I''m worried about. I''m terrified


    of whoever is behind this and what they''re up to. Whatever their endgame is, it can''t be good. And it''s


    pretty scary that they''re out there, watching us from the shadows like predators, while we''re all out here


    in the open like prey. Isn''t it?"