His Real Wedded Bride

Chapter 1169 You Need My Help

"Rest assured, Ms. Bai. I will keep an eye out," Holley nodded.

"Good," Rachel said with an approving smile. She glanced around surreptitiously. After making sure

that no one was around, she made her way to the men's room.

As she was about to step inside, she ran into a man who was coming out of the restroom. He was

bewildered. He stopped and scrutinized the beautiful woman. She threw a warning glance at the man

as he continued staring at her.

He opened his mouth, attempting to say something. But when he met Rachel's threatening gaze, he

froze and held his tongue. The second he got over the fear, he ran away in a fluster as if he had seen a

ghost.

Holley was amused by the scene which was unfolding in front of her.

'What a coward! Unlike him, Charles is a handsome, competent and well-bred gentleman. Nowadays,

men like him are so rare, ' she thought.

Charles was alone inside the restroom now.

He was stuck inside because he had drunk too much. He seldom drank, and as a result, he felt his

stomach churning. With his hands pressed against the edge of the basin, the omnipotent president

lowered his head and puked again and again.

When he was finally done, he opened the tap to wash his face. And he reflected, 'I cannot do this

anymore. I drank too much!'

A short shrill scream pulled him back from his thoughts. "Oh my God. What are you doing here?" This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Charles was familiar with the voice. And he found it disgusting.

"Seriously? Are you kidding me? Why are you here?" Charles asked with a poker face. He looked up in

the mirror and saw a dumbfounded Rachel whose jaw had almost dropped to the floor.

'Why does she always have to appear around my corner?

Or do I hate her so much that I'm hallucinating about her?

Oh, yeah. This is just an illusion. Otherwise, why would she be in the men's restroom?' he brooded.

"Charles, I know that you don't like me. But even so, how could you come into the ladies' room to

corner me? This is a public place," Rachel declared in a furious voice. She made it sound like she was

truly surprised to see him there.

"Rachel, open your eyes and check if you are really in the ladies' room. This is so ridiculous," Charles

said defiantly, rolling his eyes at the woman. 'I am definitely in the men's room. Lance brought me here,

and there was another man in here just now, ' he thought.

"I am pretty sure that I entered the ladies' room..." Rachel insisted, as she let her voice trail off. Acting

embarrassed, she hurried out and raised her head to check the sign. In a blink, she came back and

muttered, "My mistake. It is the men's room."

Her cheeks were colored in crimson. With a coy look, she uttered apologetically, "I am sorry. I thought

you were in the wrong place. I am so sorry..."

Charles was slightly shocked to see her act in such a humble manner. Rachel was bossy, as far as he

knew.

"That's enough. Now that you know, get out!" he demanded in a harsh tone. Astonished as he was at

her new attitude, he still couldn't control his abhorrence for her.

"Charles, I feel really sorry for what happened to your wife. I never expected such a thing to happen. It

was all Holley's and Duncan's doing. They did all of that behind my back," Rachel said, pretending to

look upset.

Holley hadn't asked her to say those words. It was her own script.

Since she had spent so much time with Holley, she had learnt a thing or two from her. Even if she

hadn't met Holley, she already had the heart to readily sell others out for her own good.

"So, you are saying that it was Holley's idea to set Sher up?" Charles asked, leering at her. Rachel's

statement caught him by surprise, not because he believed her words, but he had always thought that

Rachel had teamed up with Holley. However, it never dawned on him that they were actually just taking

advantage of each other and that they would rat each other out for their own interests.

'Birds of a feather flock together, ' he thought in disdain.

"Yes. They used me. But, I should also take responsibility for what happened. We have known each

other for a long time. I don't want to see you saddened by all this," Rachel replied, lowering her head.

Sensing that Charles was less hostile towards her, she was overwhelmed with joy. But her face didn't

betray her feelings.

She put on an innocent look, trying to prove that she had nothing to do with Sheryl's lewd videos and

Clark's and Shirley's abduction.

But she had no idea what was going through Charles' mind at that moment. He had started to suspect

why she had entered the wrong restroom.

'Lance used an excuse to leave me alone here...' he pondered and it immediately dawned on him.

'She is really something. Even Lance has taken her side.

Did they really think that they could fool me because I got a little drunk?'

Although Rachel was playing innocent in front of him and was trying to please him in such a humble

way, his heart didn't soften for her, let alone forgive her.

He saw through her trick, but he decided to play dumb because he wanted to know what she was up

to. In a casual tone, he said, "It is such a coincidence that you are here too."

When Rachel heard this, she was convinced that her plan had succeeded. With an elfin smile, she

replied cheerfully, "Oh, yes. I wasn't expecting you here. How about we get out of here first and talk

later? We might make a scene if people see us in here."

Although she was no longer a teenage girl, she used to be such a good actress. So she played coy

without any flaws. Her trick would've worked on any other man. But this was Charles.

She had chosen the wrong person.

"Okay," Charles agreed with an indifferent smile. He planned to go along with her to see what game

she was playing. So, he decided to follow Rachel out of the restroom.

"Charles, you are drunk. You need my help," Rachel said loudly, as she placed his arm around her

neck. And Charles didn't refuse. She spoke loudly so that Holley would hear her and hide somewhere

quickly.

Holley did get Rachel's message. As Rachel and Charles walked out of the restroom, she turned

around and went straight to the ladies' room.

"Slow down, Charles. This way," Rachel said, turning to wink at Holley.

Holley knew what she was supposed to do next. When Rachel inclined forward to block Charles' sight,

she ran quickly and was soon out of their sight. As she passed Sheryl's compartment, she knocked

hard on the door three times.

"Who is it? Come on in!" a female voice resounded from inside the booth.