Right Person, Wrong Time novel Chapter 1480

Chapter 1480 Not Yet Time To Admit the Mistake

"What, you don't want to see me? Then, I'll switch with Colton."

Beryl raised an eyebrow at Wendy. He had been considerate of her feelings, worrying that she might be upset if he swapped seats with Colton. However, he didn't anticipate her responding in such a manner.

It appeared that she had moved on from the incident involving Colton and Nicole. Given this, he no longer needed to be overly concerned about her emotions.

"Eh, no need. Just stay put. I was merely asking, nothing more."

Upon seeing Beryl about to rise, Wendy quickly halted him and shook her head.

Even she was unsure of her own thoughts. What was she doing? Did she detest sitting with her brother that much?

Beryl decided to tease Wendy a little. He had barely settled down when he noticed her somewhat forlorn expression and instantly discerned her thoughts.

She felt remorseful toward her brother, even though she hadn't done anything wrong. She merely wished for both of them to be okay, but from Colton's viewpoint, she was at fault, which complicated matters for her.

"Do you want to talk to him and clear the air?"

Eventually, Beryl voiced his thoughts, advising Wendy. This situation couldn't persist, as the relationship between the siblings might deteriorate further.

"No, there are many things that can't be disclosed yet. Let's wait until everything is settled."

Wendy regained her composure and gently shook her head at Beryl's suggestion.

Now was not the right moment. She couldn't reveal to her brother about Nicole, but if she didn't, she would be in the wrong. However, she couldn't possibly sever ties with Nicole. She couldn't admit this mistake. If she did, and her brother discovered later that she was still in touch with Nicole, it would wound him even more.

"Alright, get some rest. You must be exhausted." Beryl nodded. He didn't press Wendy further, respecting her decision.

He could empathize with Wendy's predicament. It wouldn't be easy for her and Colton to reconcile in the future. However, once the issue with Kendrick was resolved, he would assist in alleviating her emotional burden.

Wendy nodded absentmindedly. In her mind, Beryl was still unaware of her relationship with Nicole. He probably didn't comprehend the situation and didn't persist in persuading her.

She reclined in her chair, and Beryl brought over a blanket for her.

Wendy soon drifted off to sleep.

Beryl only attended to some work-related matters for a while. When he glanced over, he noticed that Wendy was already sound asleep.

She had fallen asleep so swiftly.

A faint smile graced the corner of Beryl's lips. He subconsciously glanced at Colton, who was seated just across the aisle from him.

It appeared that Colton had also succumbed to sleep. He must have been worn out from the past few days.

But the issue with Kendrick hadn't been resolved yet. Beryl's expression darkened when he saw the message that Kendrick had just sent on his phone.

He picked up another phone and was taken aback to find over a hundred messages. He opened them with surprise.

It turned out to be Wendy's spamming.

Silly girl, his phone was on silent mode.

Kendrick slammed the folder in his hand onto the table when he received the news that Colton had returned to the country.

He had intended to target Colton today, but he didn't expect him to book a flight and depart last night.

"Wasn't he supposed to leave this afternoon?"

Kendrick looked at the man before him and spoke with restrained fury. He couldn't act against this man yet. He was still of use to him.

"Yes, they originally booked for this afternoon, but I don't know what transpired last night. They changed their flight to 10 p.m."

The man nodded slightly, his demeanor defiant.

Evidently, he didn't submit to Kendrick, but his reasons for aiding Kendrick remained a mystery.

"I see. Keep a close watch on his every move. I'm paying you handsomely. You should at least do this much, right?"

Kendrick's face darkened further. He was holding back as much as he could, almost grinding his teeth as he spoke.