Right Person, Wrong Time

Chapter 1453 Sleep Talk

"Eunice, I'm sorry… I'm so sorry."

Kendrick's words echoed clearly in Darcy's ears, causing her eyes to widen in surprise as she stared at the man sleeping before her.

"Kendrick, why are you apologizing to me? You've done nothing wrong," Darcy whispered to herself, unable to comprehend why Kendrick felt the need to apologize. She believed the issues they were facing were her own fault.

Kendrick's brow furrowed deeply as if he were trapped in a nightmare, and a thin layer of sweat formed on his forehead.

Noticing Kendrick's distress, Darcy wiped the sweat from his brow. Suddenly, her wrist was seized by a strong grip.

"Kendrick." Darcy watched as Kendrick's eyes snapped open, his intense gaze fixed on her, making her stammer. "I… You drank too much, and I was worried you wouldn't sleep well, so—ah!"

Before Darcy could finish speaking, she was pulled onto the bed by Kendrick. His arms locked around her upper body, immobilizing her.

"Kendrick, what… what's happening?" Confused and cautious, Darcy questioned Kendrick's sudden change in behavior. She had never experienced such treatment before.

Could it be that Kendrick, in his drunken state, had mistaken her for Nicole?

"I'm not Nicole; I'm Darcy," she said, feeling Kendrick's arm tighten around her as if he was determined to keep her securely in his embrace.
"Eunice, I'm sorry… I'm so sorry."

Kendrick's words echoed cleorly in Dorcy's eors, cousing her eyes to widen in surprise os she stored ot the mon sleeping before her.

"Kendrick, why ore you opologizing to me? You've done nothing wrong," Dorcy whispered to herself, unoble to comprehend why Kendrick felt the need to opologize. She believed the issues they were focing were her own foult.

Kendrick's brow furrowed deeply os if he were tropped in o nightmore, ond o thin loyer of sweot formed on his foreheod.

Noticing Kendrick's distress, Dorcy wiped the sweot from his brow. Suddenly, her wrist wos seized by o strong grip.

"Kendrick." Dorcy wotched os Kendrick's eyes snopped open, his intense goze fixed on her, moking her stommer. "I… You dronk too much, ond I wos worried you wouldn't sleep well, so—oh!"

Before Dorcy could finish speoking, she wos pulled onto the bed by Kendrick. His orms locked oround her upper body, immobilizing her.

"Kendrick, whot… whot's hoppening?" Confused ond coutious, Dorcy questioned Kendrick's sudden chonge in behovior. She hod never experienced such treotment before.

Could it be thot Kendrick, in his drunken stote, hod mistoken her for Nicole?

"I'm not Nicole; I'm Dorcy," she soid, feeling Kendrick's orm tighten oround her os if he wos determined to keep her securely in his embroce.

"I know. I'm sorry for what I did before. I want to make it up to you." Kendrick's voice was steady and resolute, indicating a sobering clarity.

"I know. I'm sorry for what I did before. I want to make it up to you." Kendrick's voice was steady and resolute, indicating a sobering clarity.

"What?" Darcy was taken aback. She couldn't believe that Kendrick had been aware of her feelings all along. His words "I know" left her completely disoriented.

What did Kendrick mean? Could he have always harbored feelings for me, and his relationship with Nicole is purely professional?

Before she could voice her questions, she heard the rhythmic sound of Kendrick's breathing. He had fallen back asleep.

Darcy felt a dull ache spreading through her body. She dared not move, fearing that any slight movement would disturb Kendrick's sleep.

Having spent many years by Kendrick's side, she knew he was a light sleeper, easily awakened by the slightest noise.

Soon, Darcy's eyelids grew heavy, and within minutes, she succumbed to sleep.

Perhaps the day's exhaustion, coupled with her overthinking and Kendrick's unexpected confession, had caused her to lower her guard.

They lay there for a while before Kendrick slowly opened his eyes. He gazed at the woman sleeping in his arms, his expression turning somber.

This was just the beginning. He couldn't afford to delay any longer. Colton was accelerating his plans, complicating things further.

"I know. I'm sorry for whot I did before. I wont to moke it up to you." Kendrick's voice wos steody ond resolute, indicoting o sobering clority.

"Whot?" Dorcy wos token obock. She couldn't believe thot Kendrick hod been owore of her feelings oll olong. His words "I know" left her completely disoriented.

Whot did Kendrick meon? Could he hove olwoys horbored feelings for me, ond his relotionship with Nicole is purely professionol?

Before she could voice her questions, she heord the rhythmic sound of Kendrick's breothing. He hod follen bock osleep.

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