My Billionaire Mom

Chapter 203

In the private room of the bar, Chuck and Zelda were alone.

They kissed for a minute, but then Chuck became more and more sober. If they were at home, he would definitely have indulged himself with Zelda.

However, they were at a bar, and his wife was still waiting for him outside.

Chuck came to his senses and stepped back, "Sister Zelda, I'm sorry..."

Zelda stopped as well. She felt bitter. In fact, when she took the initiative to kiss Chuck, he didn't touch her at all. So she knew that he probably didn't want to do anything with her that moment.

But she took the initiative nevertheless.

She felt wronged and upset. Then, tears ran down her cheeks.

She was drunk and wanted to have some fun, but he didn't want to.

Chuck's heart ached. He reached out and wiped the tears off her face. She tilted her head, her cries getting slightly louder, "Chuck, I really won't bother you. You are the first man I've liked in a long time. I'm not asking for anything but just for you to accompany me whenever I feel lonely. Only that."

"Sister Zelda, I came with Yvette. She's still outside." Chuck sighed.

She looked elegant even when she was crying. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Zelda sobbed, "Would you accompany me if she wasn't here today?"

She felt so ashamed for crying in front of the person she liked.

Would he think that she was ugly?

"I..."

Chuck had been thinking about the same question too. He couldn't deny that he had feelings for Zelda. Initially, he only wanted to be friends with benefits with Zelda. They'd get together at night and part ways once the sun rises the next morning.

However, after hesitating, he realised that what Zelda wanted wasn't just physical comfort, but a lasting companion.

Unfortunately, Chuck couldn't promise her that because he was already married to his childhood friend, Yvette Jordan.

If he did that, he would have let both of them down.

"Okay, I understand. Chuck, you may leave now. Yvette must be getting anxious." Zelda felt sad. She tried to hold back her tears, but she couldn't bear it. She hated herself for crying in front of the person she liked.

"Sister Zelda."

"I'm okay, don't make Yvette worry about you."

"Okay, I'll leave now." Chuck realised that Yvette must've been worried sick about him. If she found out where he was, she would be really upset.

"Chuck, do I look ugly today?" Zelda stood up and asked.

"No. Sister Zelda, you look beautiful today," Chuck admitted.

She had a pair of denim shorts on that showed off her slender and fair legs. They could arouse any man's desire.

Chuck said, "Happy birthday."

Zelda wiped her tears and walked over. Chuck's heart was in a knot. He gritted his teeth and took the initiative to hug Zelda as he said, "Sister Zelda, you are really beautiful today..."

Chuck was struggling in his heart, but it wasn't because he didn't touch Zelda today. It was because he felt guilty over her and over Yvette who was waiting for him outside.

Zelda buried herself in Chuck's arms and she felt a sense of security. She liked that feeling.

"I'm only beautiful for you." Zelda's voice was soft but bitter. She felt even more saddened that he had taken the initiative to hug her.

She fell in love with a man.

But he was already married.

Chuck remained calm. After Zelda had cooled down, he was ready to let go of her and leave. However, he was taken aback. He noticed Yvette through the glass panel of the private room. Was she looking for him?

Chuck became extremely nervous. It was as though he had returned to that night when he and Queenie Carson were in Yvette's room. Queenie had helped him jerk off after Yvette fell asleep.

Realising that Chuck was at a loss, Zelda took the initiative to let go of him and said, "Okay, you may leave now. Don't make Yvette worry about you. Also, you can forget about what happened today. I drank too much and I kissed you, so you don't have to feel guilty at all."

Chuck didn't say anything and he didn't dare to make a sound.

After a while, he whispered, "Sister Zelda, don't say that."

"It's fine, go ahead now. It will be bad if Yvette finds out."

Chuck nodded. He was also worried about this now. Did Yvette see anything when she passed by just now?

Alas!

Chuck let out a long sigh. To be honest, compared to the time when Queenie helped him while they were in Yvette's presence, he felt even more guilty. This time, Yvette was awake and probably noticed them.

Chuck walked closer to the door and stood there until he was sure that Yvette was gone. Then, he breathed a sigh of relief and carefully opened the door and went out.

Zelda returned to the sofa. She grabbed her wine and downed it in one shot. She felt bitter, wronged, and lost. Her tears started to flow again...

......

"Hubby, let's go back," Yvette told Chuck when she finally saw him.

"What's wrong?" Chuck asked. She had agreed to come to the bar for a good time, so why was she trying to leave now? Did she see Zelda and him hugging just now? Chuck was nervous.

"I just want to go home. Shall we go home together?" Yvette came over and took a wet tissue out of her bag. She reached out, wiped Chuck's lips, and balled the tissue in her hands. There was a faint lipstick stain on the tissue.

Chuck touched his lips, feeling even more flustered.

"It's okay, hubby. There was something on your lips but I wiped it away for you. Let's go home, okay?" Yvette said.

Chuck breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Alright, let's go."

They walked towards the direction of the entrance. Yvette held onto Chuck, trying to avoid Matthew and the crowd. She was really worried that Chuck would find out that she had borrowed a loan from the usury. If he did, he would definitely feel worried and disappointed.

She was older than him and his bride since young. How could she let him worry about her?

However, things didn't go as planned.

"Yo, why are you leaving so soon?" The class monitor approached them when he saw them sneaking away.

Yvette bit her lips and stared at him. Chuck squinted his eyes, holding back his urge to punch him.

"Matthew won the highest consumption today. He is going to sing with Zabrina. Don't you two want to listen?" Lincoln, the class monitor was delighted. He assumed that they knew the truth about Chuck's car and were thinking of running away. After all, loans were pretty easy to get!

Chuck looked over and saw that Matthew was standing beside Zabrina.

His eyes were glued on her. It was most likely that he was thinking of nabbing her as his woman.

Of course, Chuck could care less about this. Although Matthew was abominable, it was Zabrina's freedom to do whatever she pleased.

"You go ahead," Chuck said. He knew that Yvette wanted to leave the bar.

"No, Matthew still wants to drink with you after he's done singing," Lincoln teased, "Don't leave in such a hurry. Or... are you afraid that your sports car would get driven away?"

Chuck frowned. Who was going to drive his car away? It belonged to him.

"What do you mean?" Chuck stared at him, waiting for an answer.

"Hubby, let's go home..." Yvette uttered nervously. It was clear that the class monitor was going to talk about the usury.

Chuck nodded. What was wrong with Yvette? He felt like she got bullied when he was away with Zelda just now.

The class monitor smiled proudly, "It seems like you are really afraid about your car being taken away? You haven't paid the last installment, have you?" That must be it, or else why would they be in such a hurry to leave?

"What are you talking about?" Chuck's voice was indifferent.

Lincoln guffawed, "Stop pretending, we already know that Yvette borrowed money in order to buy your car."

"Enough, I already told you that he bought the car himself," Yvette glared at him and said.

"Oh really? Why are you still protecting him? Do you think that we believe you? Yvette, you are really kind to him."

"You're wrong. All of you are. Hubby, let's go home," Yvette suggested. His car was worth more than five million dollars. Where on earth would she be able to borrow that much money for Chuck? These people were just out of their minds.

Chuck glanced at the class monitor and said, "Okay, honey, let's go home."

Chuck took Yvette outside, but the class monitor continued to mock him, "Show off. Choosing to run away now that you can't fake it anymore? Yvette, you really have bad taste. Does your husband know that you are kind enough to borrow from the usury to buy a sports car for him?"