Called Off the Wedding, Left Him Bankrupt novel Chapter 76

She yawned, squinting at her phone as she picked it up, only to see a message from Giselle.

[Cynthia, Benedict got drunk again and ended up at my place. Don't bother waiting up for him tonight.]

Cynthia read the message and felt her mood sour instantly.

[Thanks for the free babysitting. Don't wear yourself out and lose your chips at the table.]

She fired off the reply, hit send, then promptly blocked Giselle and deleted the chat in one fell swoop.

On the other end, Giselle saw Cynthia's reply and sucked in a sharp breath, refusing to back down. She quickly typed a retort, but when she hit send, a system notification popped up: the recipient has refused your message.

Fuming and with nowhere to vent, she could still hear the drunken man in the living room mumbling, "Cyndi…" The more he called, the angrier she felt, until she could barely breathe from sheer frustration.

A dull ache rippled through her belly, making Giselle pause and force herself to take a few deep breaths to calm down.

Her baby couldn't be put at risk—not now. This was her trump card in the fight with Cynthia.

Meanwhile, Cynthia was wide awake, sleep snatched away by Giselle's message. She closed her eyes and counted sheep—one, two, three, four—but the more she counted, the more alert she became.

Her phone chimed again.

Irritation flared. Was this never going to end?

She'd already blocked Giselle—was she really using a new number to harass her?

With an annoyed sigh, Cynthia grabbed her phone and checked the notification, only to see that it was Dominic who'd sent her a game invite.

Cynthia: "…"

It was way past midnight. Shouldn't he be sleeping instead of gaming?

He was terrible enough at video games when sober, and he'd had plenty to drink tonight. How was he even holding his phone steady?

Still, he'd gone out of his way to invite her. Ignoring him entirely would just be rude.

[Mr. Holloway, don't you have work tomorrow?]

He replied almost instantly: [Nothing important on the schedule. Up for a match?]

Cynthia: [You drank quite a bit tonight. Are you even sober enough to hold your phone?]

Dominic sent over a GIF of a cartoon puppy angrily pawing at the ground.

Cynthia blinked. Had she just witnessed a completely different side of him?

Dominic—using GIFs? Really?

A second later, the image was deleted.

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