The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 2094

Unfortunately, Drew was overthinking it.

The phone on the other end was off.

Drew’s brief glimmer of hope quickly faded as he left the balcony.

After a few steps, he noticed a drunken Annabeth at the end of the hallway, clutching a wine bottle, and slumped against the wall.

The red wine stained her expensive dress, and her messy hair clung to her flushed cheeks, making her look like a small, disheveled, inebriated kitten.

Standing before her was a tall, broad-shouldered man—Declan.

With an unlit cigarette hanging from his lips, Drew tilted his head, observing them with a curious gaze.

Annabeth kicked her slender legs out wildly, her movements erratic. However, the man remained unfazed. He just stood there, watching over her with a gentle, indulgent smile.

Eventually, Annabeth’s energy waned. As she started to collapse, Declan leaned down, catching her soft body and cradling her in his arms.

He then nudged open the door and carried her inside.

Some time passed before Declan reluctantly emerged from the room, quietly closing the door behind him.

“Dec.”

A voice, calm and measured, emerged from the shadows.

Declan looked up in surprise, meeting Drew’s shimmering eyes.

“Drew, how long have you been here?" Declan's heart skipped a beat.