Chapter 741
Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right
âDonât mention it.
Youâve put in the effort too.
I merely showed you the way.
â
âYouâre my guiding light.
â Then, Xiomara lifted her glass and took another big sip.
âThank you, truly.
â
Xiomara had drunk too much and Lindsey couldnât move Xiomara by herself, so Sumner came to help her.
âIâve got this.
â
The pleasant scent of Sumner enveloped Xiomara, bringing a comforting familiarity.
She leaned closer, murmuring in a daze, âSumnerâ¦â
Lindsey, still slightly uneasy around Sumner and also hoping to foster a connection between him and Xiomara, suggested Sumner take Xiomara home.
She insisted she could manage a taxi ride on her own.
âIâve ordered a designated driver for you two.
Please take her home and make sure sheâs safe.
â
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Sumner watched Lindsey turn away without a backward glance.
He felt a pang of sadness.
Had he made her so uncomfortable that she felt the need to avoid him constantly?
When the designated driver showed up, Xiomara was still drunk.
Sumner gently guided her to the car.
She wasnât heavy, but she clung to his neck a little too tightly, murmuring indistinctly.
With a slight frown, Sumner secured her in the seat and buckled her in.
The driver inquired about their destination.
Sumner hesitated, then asked Xiomara, âWhere do you live? Iâll take you there.
â
âI⦠donât, donât want⦠to go home⦠Noâ¦â In her drunken state, Xiomara barely managed to open her eyes and questioned, âWho are you?â
âIâm Sumner.
Iâm going to take you to your home.
Whatâs your address?â
Upon hearing his name, Xiomara visibly relaxed.
His calm, steady voice eased her nerves, and she obediently gave him her address.
It took Sumner a few tries to catch what she said clearly.
He then relayed the address to the driver.
Peering from the rearview mirror, the driver commented, âYoung man, your girlfriend seems really uncomfortable.
â
âSheâs not my girlfriend,â Sumner replied bluntly.
To him, Xiomara was just a colleague from work, perhaps a friend at best.
He could sense something in her gaze towards him, but his own feelings were reserved for Lindsey.
But she didnât care about him.
Sumnerâs words slashed through Sumnerâs heart, leaving it wounded, and tears threatened to spill from her eyes.
Not a peep was exchanged during the journey.
After navigating the winding roads, it took nearly an hour before they arrived at Xiomaraâs neighborhood at midnight.
Sumner peered out of the car window at the dilapidated neighborhood, devoid of any semblance of affluence.
His brow furrowed, and he turned to the driver, questioning, âThis is it? Weâre here?â
âAccording to the GPS, this is the spot.
â
Sumner was momentarily speechless, shaking Xiomara awake.
âWake up.
Check if this is your place.
â