My Child and I Married a Billionaire novel Chapter 151

Chapter 151: Chapter 151: Just Say We Slept Together

BUZZ—BUZZ—BUZZ—

A phone, muffled by clothes on the floor, wouldn’t stop vibrating.

Damien Vaughn, still slick with sweat, glanced down at Cecelia Archer beside him. Her face was flushed, and she was sound asleep. He quietly slipped out of bed.

He fished it out. Gwen Morgan was calling.

’She’s probably wondering why I haven’t come back yet,’ he thought.

Damien Vaughn couldn’t be bothered to answer her. Besides, where he went was none of her business. He declined the call.

After ending the call, he unlocked the screen and saw it wasn’t just Gwen Morgan who had called several times; his mother had, too.

Damien Vaughn didn’t want to deal with either of them. Worried they might call back and disturb Cecelia Archer’s rest, he turned off his phone.

Glancing back at Cecelia Archer one more time, he placed the phone gently on the nightstand and went to the bathroom.

He turned on the shower, and Damien Vaughn began to wash.

He didn’t expect that, midway through his shower, he would hear the voices of Brandon Jacobs and Wyatt Wynn.

’Cecelia Archer is still in bed, and she’s naked!’

He hastily grabbed a towel, wrapped it around himself, and stepped out.

But it was too late. Brandon Jacobs and Wyatt Wynn were already in the room.

"Where could he have run off to? Don’t tell me he went home to sleep? Damn it, he just bailed on us halfway through the night, leaving us in a real bind. He’s not answering his phone, either. If Auntie flips out later, I can’t even... AHH!"

The two of them saw the clothes strewn all over the floor. Then, they looked at the bed and saw Cecelia Archer nestled under the covers—in Brandon Jacobs’s bed.

Brandon Jacobs was so startled he threw his arms around Wyatt Wynn.

"This has nothing to do with me! You’re my witness, she got into my bed all by herself! How... how the hell did she know the code to my office?"

Just as he was shouting, Damien Vaughn walked out.

Seeing him dripping wet, his upper body bare, his well-defined eight-pack abs on full display, the two men froze for a second before the realization hit them.

"Holy crap. No wonder Cecelia Archer knew my office code. It was you! You two were..."

’Why is a grown man shouting like this? So annoying.’

Damien Vaughn walked over and kicked Brandon Jacobs in the shin.

"What are you yelling about? Don’t wake her. Why are you two here?"

The scene was... a little too much to take in. Wyatt Wynn covered Brandon Jacobs’s eyes and steered him out of the room.

"Go, go, go. Let’s talk outside."

Once the three of them were outside, Wyatt Wynn spoke up.

"Vaughn, you just take off in the middle of everything, don’t come back, don’t answer your phone... Don’t you ever stop to think how worried Auntie would be? She insisted we come find you. Given the... situation, what are we supposed to tell her when we go back?"

Damien Vaughn ran a hand through his damp hair, glancing at them with an air of nonchalance.

"What’s the big deal? It’s not like I was going to get kidnapped. There’s nothing tricky about it. Just say I went to bed."

"..."

Brandon Jacobs was speechless for a moment. "Then what about Cecelia Archer?"

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