Chapter 473


    The fact that he hadn’t greeted me despite his return irritated me, and it took me a while to fall asleep in


    bed. Waking up in broad daylight the next day, after washing up, I went down to breakfast in a clean


    outfit. Sharon had already made breakfast, but I wanted to know


    while looking at the unupied table if Eric wasn’t going to join me for breakfast.


    Apparently having read my mind, Sharon replied, “Young Master Eric got hometest night, so he’s


    still sleeping.”


    I gave a groan before digging into my food, which I finished quickly, then went for a walk outside, only


    to find that Eric still hadn’t woken up. Did he used to sleep so much? As I walked up the stairs, I


    thought to myself, then lingered in the hall to have a look at her room where Sharon left her luggage


    asked if I should


    His bedroom door was closed, which indicated he was still sleeping, so I went to wake him


    up. However, I decided against this, opting instead to go into my own room. At that moment, I heard the


    sound of a door opening behind me, during which time I turned to see a woman walking out of her


    room through the open door.


    from Eric’s room was Beverly Deering, who was on her knees and was startled to see the woman’s


    face. Why is she here? The woman who came in a white silk nightgown. Her hair was ruffled over her


    shoulders while her breast was exposed as she didn’t tighten the strap of her nightgown.


    Ears ringing, I quickly walked into my room before closing the door. Even an idiot would know what


    happenedst night to witness a beautiful woman in her nightgown leaving Eric’s room early in the


    morning. I was suddenly hit with shbacks of how he treated me yesterday. He must have treated


    Beverly the same wayst night.


    Also, I remember when Beverly held your hand in Riverdale. I was already suspicious of their


    rtionship, but I never expected to witness the true extent of their rtionship right after having sex


    with him, which made me blush as feelings of shame overtook me.


    Isabe was right; someone like Eric has definitely had a lot of women in his life. For me, having sex


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    with him was a big deal, but it was just one night for him. Suddenly, the memories of me pining for him


    with another woman in a room not a hundred yards from me.


    After getting my hopes up, I was utterly disappointed, prompting me to run to the bathroom while


    covering my flushed face. I just came to realize how terrifying I took on seeing my face in the mirror, red


    with rage.