Forbidden Love: My Crush Becomes My Stepmother - Chapter 15
Chapter 15: Recording
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Toya hung up.
When she and Reyes got out of the car that morning, the atmosphere between them was not friendly at all.
Help him get his cell phone?
Ridiculous.
Toya didn’t give Sullivan a chance to probe further, which made him a little regretful.
However, the way she hung it up so quickly also indirectly showed that their relationship before was not very good.
Anyway, they were definitely not in a relationship.
They weren’t in a relationship, but they had each other’s phone numbers. Reyes didn’t look like he had given up.
He did not fall in love with someone else or pursue her. He clearly needed him to come up with a plan, so why did he say that he did not need him?
However, Toya was quite cold. He had already said that Reyes was drunk, but she didn’t even ask a single question. She didn’t care about Reyes’s life at all.
Could Reyes have come into contact with her personality and given up because he thought it was too hard to woo her?
If that was the case, Sullivan felt that he was definitely going to get the Lycan promised by Reyes!
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When Reyes woke up, it was a little dark. The room without lights was even darker.
He held his throbbing head and turned on the lights, then went to the washroom to wash his face.
Her face was very red, and the alcohol had not completely subsided.
The clock in the living room indicated that it was seven in the afternoon.
He remembered telling the butler this morning that he was going back at six in the afternoon, with Toya.
An hour had passed since the appointed time. Toya should have been picked up by now.
This wine was really strong.
He had actually slept for so long.
Reyes saw the phone on the living room table with a note under it.
The note read, “Master, the phone was sent to me by Young Master Sullivan. It has been checked and there are no problems. He called twice. One was for me and the other voice recording has been sent to your phone.”
Reyes opened his call log and didn’t find out who the other person Sullivan called was.
He probably deleted it out of guilt.
He clicked on the developed recording.
It was Toya.
She said four words.
When she was talking to someone from afar, she asked, “What’s wrong? Who’s calling?”
After receiving the phone, she said, “Hello, I’m Toya.”
After hearing his name, she said indifferently, “Yes, what’s the matter?”
In the end, there was only one “inconvenient” reason for rejecting Sullivan.
Reyes couldn’t help but smile.
The man who wrote the note found the call record and sent it to him, mainly to make him listen to Sullivan.
But when he clicked on the recording, all he could think about was Toya.
He held the progress bar and listened to Toya’s words repeatedly.
Her voice was cold as usual, but it sounded different from what he usually heard.
Perhaps because he was still drunk, Reyes’s self-control was a little worse than usual.
But when he heard Toya’s distorted voice on the phone, he started to burn with desire.
Instead of repressing himself, he intercepted only the part where Toya had spoken in the recording. As he played it over and over again, he let out a heavy, stifled gasp.
If he wanted to keep his feelings buried, he should collect more of Toya’s voice. This way, when he was alone and needed to release himself, it wouldn’t be too difficult.
Reyes’s head was much clearer now that he had released it once.
He recalled the conversation between Sullivan and Toya. It was nothing much. Sullivan knew that he knew Toya.
Sullivan might be a playboy, but he was actually a very reliable person. Reyes had no mother since he was young, and he was always mocked and bullied by other children. It was Sullivan who helped him bully them back.
He was two years older than Reyes. Sometimes, he called himself Reyes’s brother.
When drinking with him, he wouldn’t force Reyes to stay with him at the bar.
Even though he knew that Reyes had many secrets, he would never ask.
Reyes actually trusted him.
At nine in the evening, the butler of the Wilson family was still waiting in front of the villa.
Twenty minutes ago, his Young Master called and said that he wanted to drive back himself.
The butler quickly called back the chef who was preparing to rest and hurriedly cooked for the young master.
Actually, they had prepared dinner for the young master during dinner. However, it had been a long time since it had cooled down. It was better to prepare a new one.
Under the night sky, a black sports car drove into the Wilson family’s villa.
Reyes got out of the car and handed the keys to the butler.
After the butler arranged the car, he dutifully stood behind the young master who was eating.
Reyes noticed a few more dishes on the dining room table that he didn’t usually eat. He pointed to one of them, a thick broth stuffed with cups. “You served the wrong dishes?”
The butler explained, “This is Leche de Tigre. It can sober you up.”
Reyes had taken a shower before he returned, and he no longer smelled of alcohol. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have driven home.
He asked, “How did you know I drank?”
“Miss Toya said so.”
He told the driver to pick up two people, but the driver only picked up one. He couldn’t get through the other.
Toya told the driver that the young master was drunk and he didn’t have to wait for him.
So the butler knew Reyes had been drinking..
