Free Web NovelChapter 51: Chapter 51: A Man’s Pair of Eyes
Georgia Thorne bit her lip and said nothing.
Just as he said, this was the very reason she had wanted to run away back then.
"Is that so, Miss Thorne?"
Elliot Sheridan raised his eyebrows, looking down at her from his superior height.
Elliot had always been a good head taller than Georgia.
Every time Georgia craned her neck to look up at him, she always felt he was so intimidating.
It was the same now. He was truly intimidating.
At the very least, the look in his eyes was cold, so cold it felt like a winter wind in March blowing into her heart.
"That night, I was the one who was taken advantage of, and you were the one who benefited!" Georgia was on the verge of tears from the injustice.
She felt genuinely wronged. She hadn’t known a thing before she was drugged and sent to a hotel room.
She hadn’t even known what kind of man Hayley Sullivan had given her to. When she woke up, if the man lying beside her hadn’t been him, she thought she would have truly broken down.
Her shimmering eyes instantly filled with bloodshot veins, turning red along with the tip of her nose. She wanted to cry but couldn’t.
The sight made Elliot’s heart soften.
"So you’re saying you’re in the right?"
"..."
"You were drugged that night. If you hadn’t run into me, you would have been given to that greasy, balding old pervert. I was the one who saved you."
Elliot’s husky voice was unique, carrying a certain quality that made Georgia blush when she heard it.
She didn’t dare look up at Elliot. His gaze was always so direct and bold; it always made her shy.
"What? Shy again? I’m telling the truth!" Elliot paused deliberately, as if trying to make her recall the events of that night. "In the bathroom... I remember it clearly. Your legs were wrapped around me, constantly wanting more, so incredibly clingy. In the three years we were together, that was the first time you were ever so proactive, so bold with me!"
"..."
With every word Elliot spoke, Georgia’s temperature rose a degree. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com
Her memory of that night grew even clearer.
"Elliot, stop it!" Unable to listen anymore, Georgia glared at him, furious and embarrassed.
"Stop? Georgia, I helped you with the drug. You were clearly the one who took advantage of me, yet you have the gall to blame me instead? In the three years we were together, did you only learn how to be heartless and ungrateful?!"
"..."
Georgia stared at him speechlessly. ’Who’s the one twisting the facts here?!’
"Elliot, you..."
"Shh, someone’s coming!"
The moment she heard someone was coming, Georgia’s first instinct was to burrow into Elliot’s arms.
It was as if there was nowhere else to hide but his embrace.
Her head was bowed, her cheek pressed against his chest. Through the layer of fabric, the warmth from his chest slowly transferred to her cheek.
The blush that had just begun to fade crept back up her face.
"Are you sure she just went to the bathroom?" an angry voice called out, growing closer.
Elliot could clearly feel the woman in his arms tremble. He gave a cold smirk, lowered his head, tilted her chin up, and kissed her on the lips.
It was Zane Lennox’s voice!
Georgia was already panicking that Zane would find her, but she was even more shocked that Elliot would actually kiss her at such a critical moment.
"If you don’t want him to find us, then kiss me back and be good."
People have a habit of relying on others when they panic.
It seemed she had no better option than to listen to Elliot.
To her, Zane Lennox was a lot of trouble.
She had come out specifically to avoid him, not wanting to go home with him.
And now, to make matters worse, she was with Elliot.
If Zane saw them, he would definitely get suspicious.
This sort of thing was quite common in a place like a restaurant.
Consensual encounters between people were nothing strange.
However, the man’s figure seemed familiar, as if he’d seen it somewhere before.
He couldn’t help but take a second look, but he didn’t see Georgia in Elliot’s arms.
From Zane’s angle, he truly couldn’t see even a sliver of Georgia.
Nestled in Elliot’s embrace, Georgia couldn’t see Zane either.
"Elliot, you!"
Georgia was flustered and mortified, the tips of her ears burning hot.
Elliot leaned down. "Georgia, can you feel it? My body is missing you terribly right now."
Georgia, "..."!
Before she had been intimate with Elliot, Georgia had also been fooled by his cold and stern exterior.
"Zane is gone. You can let me go now!"
Elliot didn’t force her. Although he really wanted to take Georgia right then and there, the time wasn’t right.
"Georgia, see? I helped you out again! How are you going to thank me?"
’Help me out?!’
"You were clearly taking advantage of me!"
Georgia retorted, her face red as she lowered her head, not daring to meet the man’s gaze.
"Oh, really? If it weren’t for me, wouldn’t Zane have found you?"
Georgia, "..."
This man always had a way with words; she could never win an argument against him.
"Thank you," she said in a low voice.
"Georgia, stay away from that Zane Lennox. Don’t let me see you two together a second time, or your punishment won’t be as simple as biting your lip."
Georgia hissed in pain and sucked in a sharp breath.
She immediately took a step back. "Elliot, we already agreed to be strangers from now on, with no debts to each other!"
So what was this, then?
"Georgia, you’d better behave. Don’t make me angry, understand?"
The man’s voice was grim. After speaking, he turned and walked back.
Leaving a stunned Georgia behind. ’What did he mean by that?’
’Wouldn’t it be obvious to everyone what she’d just been doing?!’
She wanted to just turn and walk away, but the thought of her phone, wallet, and everything else being in her purse made her turn back toward the private room’s door.
The atmosphere inside the room was tense, right up until Georgia appeared at the door.
At that moment, all eyes turned to Georgia, glinting with light.
They looked at Georgia as if she were a life-saving straw.
If Georgia hadn’t shown up soon, Zane probably would have flipped the table.
"Georgia, where did you go? What took you so long?"
It was Nicole Kane who reacted first, standing up and pulling Georgia down to sit beside Zane with a beaming smile.
Georgia’s palms grew icy cold. She lowered her head, not daring to look at Zane.
She was a little scared he would see the bite mark Elliot had left on her lip.
"What, you don’t dare to look up at me?" Zane took a drag from his cigarette.
He watched Georgia’s profile through a white veil of smoke.
Georgia remained silent. Feeling thirsty, she picked up a glass from the table, thinking it was water, and downed it in one gulp without paying attention.
The hard liquor hit the wound, stinging painfully.
Georgia couldn’t hold it in, hissing in pain and making a sound.
Zane, who was in the middle of a rage, thought something was wrong with her. He quickly grabbed her by the shoulders and asked nervously, "What’s wrong? Are you hurt..."
The word "hurt" hadn’t even left Zane’s mouth before he trailed off.
Georgia grimaced in pain. By the time she noticed the look on Zane’s face, it was already too late.
"Georgia, your lips..."
Georgia’s body trembled. Before Zane could finish his sentence, the door to the private room was pushed open.
Amanda Thorne strode in on high heels, her sapphire blue dress dazzling under the lights.
Swaying her enchanting figure, she walked into the room step by step.
Her gaze, holding a hint of a smile, swept over Zane in the seat of honor before finally landing on Georgia.
