Chapter 58: Chapter 58

Chapter 58

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Why am I still bothered by all this?

Shouldn’t I have moved past it by now?

Did seeing Sabrina again just reset everything, leaving me feeling this exposed?

My mind raced with questions, each one intensifying the pounding in my head.

I shook my head, determined to push the thoughts aside.

As I reached for the door handle, I was taken aback to find Hector standing there, blocking my way.

“Hey, awake already-

Hector saw me, first puzzled, then broke into a hearty laugh.

I quickly said, “Yeah. Thanks for last night. How much are the phone and clothes? I’ll transfer the money

to you.”

He blinked and asked, “What is our relationship? Why are you acting all distant?

“Why would I need you to transfer such a small amount?”

His response amused me, so I teased him, “What’s our relationship, Mr. Judd? If I remember correctly, you used to despise me a lot.”

“I told you, people change. Haven’t you changed, too?”

Hector chuckled, reaching out to ruffle my hair.

He added, “You got drunk last night and spouted a lot of nonsense, remember?”

I shook my head.

Last night was a blur. I only remembered drinking with him at his club, rolling dice, and having him carry me. I couldn’t recall anything after that.

“What did I say? Hector, I didn’t say anything I shouldn’t have, did I?” I asked suspiciously.

He chuckled and revealed, “You said quite a bit, and I recorded it. So, you better treat me well from now on, or I might just spill everything you said!”

“What did I say? Where’s the recording? Let me hear it.”

I immediately grew anxious, subconsciously reaching out to grab his phone.

He held the phone high above his head. Hector was almost as tall as Gordon, both towering over six feet.

Even when I tried to reach by tiptoeing or jumping. I couldn’t reach him.

Hector was deliberately teasing me.

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I tried to grab it several times, but he skillfully dodged each attempt, Infuriating me to the point where I couldn’t help but angrily pound on his chest.

He just laughed, and his hearty laughter echoed down the corridor.

“Come on. Let me hear what you recorded!” I urged.

“If you can grab the phone, I’ll let you hear it, shorty.”

“You’re the short one. Your whole family is short. I’m 5’7“. It’s not short at all!”

“If you’re not short, why can’t you reach it? Are you just too dumb?”

“Hector!”

His relentless teasing suddenly drained all my excitement. So, I shouted his name out loud.

Then, I stood there, my mood plummeting, with no desire to continue fooling around with him.

Hector probably sensed my change in mood because he suddenly turned serious, launching the empty recording app on his phone.

“I lied to you. I didn’t record anything. You didn’t say anything you shouldn’t have last night. Don’t worry,” he reassured me

If there was no recording, why did he make such a fuss?

I glared at him. Then, I hurried into the elevator. As the doors were about to close, he squeezed in. “Actually, your claim of not caring about Gordon is fake. You still care about him,” Hector said suddenly in the cramped elevator as though he had seen through all my thoughts.

I kept my head down, my mood still inexplicably low. If he had said that before, I could have confidently told him he was wrong, that I didn’t care at all.

But now, I couldn’t bring myself to say it because I knew better than anyone else.

My emotions had been in complete disarray since the moment I met Sabrina and Gordon, like a pot of

mess.

“Is he still in the hospital?”