Escaped My Ex, Got Snatched by His Rival - Chapter 231

Chapter 231: Drunk loser
The three men drank and drank until one of the two passed out while the other one slumped on the couch with his eyes closed, the only one who controlled himself a little was Brandon, who stayed sober.

“This is why I asked you to drink less,” Brandon shook his head after taking a look at the two unconscious fools. He stood up from the armchair and reached his hands forward to clean the table, but then the doorbell rang.

His actions paused, and he turned to look at the door.

“Who came here at the middle of the night?” Brandon wondered as he walked around the glass table and crossed the living hall before coming to a stop in front of the door.

“Who is it?” He asked while pressing on the intercom button.

“Brandon? It’s me Ariel,” the person outside answered, a second later, a pretty face appeared on the screen, however compared to Ariana, this face still lost its worth. Ariel smiled at Brandon through the screen and said, “I heard from Glynn that Noah got injured. I was busy with my shoot these days and couldn’t come to see him, is he alright? I brought some chicken soup that I made for him. Can you open the door?”

Afraid that the man would reject her, she immediately added,” I have another shoot in the morning, so I can only make use of my break. Please, Brandon, let me see Noah. I promise that I will take a look and go back, alright?”

Brandon had to use all the patience, control, and courtesy that he had in his body to stop himself from rolling eyes.

He knew that Glynn loved courting death, but he couldn’t understand how this woman never learned her lesson. A mistake once done could be counted as a mistake, but when it’s repeated…it’s either foolishness or indifferent ignorance.

Brandon highly suspected it was the former in Glynn’s case.

Did she already forget about how Noah punished her by blocking all her cards? Was she trying to challenge Noah’s bottom limit or something and see how angry he could get?

Brandon seriously thought that Glynn was indeed planning something among these lines.

“Brandon?”

Ariel’s voice broke Brandon’s train of thoughts, he looked at the woman who was peering at him through the screen even though she could not see him.

“Wait a second,” Brandon glanced at Noah who was drunk out of his wits and then turned to look at Ariel. He did not know what to do in such a situation, but sending Ariel away didn’t seem right as Noah had once punished him for doing so.

‘Well, who cares, this is not my circus. Whoever brought the monkey shall tame it,’ Brandon thought as he opened the door and sweetly smiled at Ariel, “Miss Ariel, how nice of you to bring chicken soup for Mister Noah even though it is so late.”

If there was a socialite standing in front of Brandon, she would have understood the mockery and sarcasm but the one who stood in front of Brandon was Ariel.

She did not understand what Brandon meant and even smiled at him sweetly, “This is nothing.”

“Like I said, you are too nice. Coming to seek a man in the middle of the night is not every woman can do as they worry about their reputation. But I am glad that Miss Ariel cares for Mister Noah more than her reputation,” stated the young man as Ariel stepped inside the condominium.

This time around, she was a bit confused and could not understand the underlying meaning of Brandon’s words.

“We are not living in the nineties, Brandon. A woman’s reputation is important, but someone’s health is even more important,” Ariel spoke in a haughty manner as if she were better than the rest. “Noah got into an accident, with my relationship with him, isn’t it only right for me to come and see him?”

Brandon smiled and did not say anything.

He wanted to tell Ariel about Noah’s state of mind, but he didn’t.

Ariel came to a stop next to Noah, however, when she smelled the scent of alcohol on Noah and frowned.

‘Since when did Noah start drinking until he passed out?’ She questioned inwardly not liking how unkempt Noah looked with his messed up suit and ruffled hair. He resembled her father in ways that Ariel did not like at all.

“Why did he drink so much, Brandon and why didn’t you stop him?” Ariel asked as if she were already married to Noah.

Brandon couldn’t help but roll his eyes and said, “I am his friend and assistant, not his wife. I have no reason to control him.”

His words were sarcastic.

Ariel’s face flushed, she wanted to say something but couldn’t bear to shed her sweet and gentle mask in front of Brandon. She could only huff and then help Noah from the couch.

“Come on, you will catch a cold if you sleep here like this,” Ariel said to the drunk man, liking the warmth and touch of the man who leaned against her. Doesn’t this look like we are newly married? She thought with a sweet smile on her face.

Brandon watched Ariel take Noah away, and he made a face behind her back. Even now, he could not understand what Ryan and Noah liked about this woman.

“Umm…” a groan attracted hos attention and Brandon turned to look at Ryan. He patted him on the arm and said, “Come on, buddy, we need to get you in the bed.”

Brandon supported Ryan and took him to the guest room, while Ariel helped Noah into his bed. Her eyes flickered as she took in his personal space and inwardly started to decorate the place with her touch.

‘This place is too empty once I marry, I will definitely decorate it well,’ Ariel blushed without shame as she thought about how she would create this room into her love nest with Noah.

“….” Noah muttered something under his breath, attracting the attention of Ariel, who turned and clasped his hands.

“I am here, darling… What do you want to say? Do you want water?” Ariel thought and believed that without Ariana, the two of them have gone back to the past.

There was nothing holding them back now.

But her fantasy came to an abrupt halt ——-

As ….

“I am so sorry, Ariana.”