The Wrong Woman

Chapter 864

Elio's deep voice softly pronounced her name. "Candice."

Perplexed, Candice responded, "Yes?"

"Candice," he called out once more.

"I'm here, right beside you. What's wrong?" Candice replied patiently.

"Candice, Candice..." Elio's voice grew heavier, infused with a sense of desolation. As he continued, his eyes reddened further, his gaze gradually drifting away. Observing Elio's condition, Candice felt utterly bewildered.

She had been by his side the whole time, so why was he repeatedly calling her name without providing any further explanation?

Was he intoxicated?

With a bitter twist to his lips, Elio struggled to speak, his words slow and labored. "Ca... Can... dice."

Concern etched on her face, Candice leaned closer. Meeting his gaze, she reassured him. "I'm here."

Elio stole a glance at her, offering a faint smile before reclining further back on the sofa. With his eyes closed, he murmured, "You've intruded into my dreams once more." "What?" Candice couldn't quite grasp his meaning. Intrigued, she leaned in closer and asked, "Elio, what are you trying to tell me?"

"Candice."

"Why do you keep calling my name? Just tell me what's on your mind!" Candice urged, growing impatient.

"C... an... dice."

With urgency,

washed over Candice as she began, "I apologize for disturbing you, Mr. Lowe, but it appears that Mr.

his clothing soaked through. I'm genuinely worried he

Mr. Hoffis is drunk?" Sean exclaimed, caught off

off at the hotel just a short while ago? How had he managed to become intoxicated and still not changed out of his wet attire? With a touch of apprehension, Candice

thoughts, and I doubt he'll even bother changing out of his wet clothes. Could you please come over and lend

away," Sean assured, swiftly abandoning his bed

the doorbell chimed, Candice

greeted by the sight of Elio still clad in his

arm around Elio's shoulders, guiding

her phone aside, Candice joined in,

his room and

Sean straightened up, he couldn't help but exchange a glance

Candice inquired, "Wasn't he meant to attend the banquet? How did he end up so intoxicated and drenched? Didn't he have

aware that disclosing even a hint of

Elio and Candice was intricate, with hardly any chance

Elio had his own considerations-matters that Sean wasn't at liberty to

stepping out for a moment? I'll assist Mr. Hoffis in changing out of

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