You Looked Down on Me Once Now You Look Up (Patricia and Oliver) novel Chapter 794

Hector was grateful he’d kept his wits about him, but he couldn’t help thinking women really were impossible to read sometimes.

“I’m on a business trip. I’ll be gone a few days.”

“Oh? Where are you headed?”

“London.”

Chelsea’s reply took a while. Her typing bubble blinked and blinked, then finally she sent over a link. It was a screenshot of a chocolate shop, complete with directions.

“Could you bring me back some chocolate from this place, Mr. McKee? I have the owner’s number. They can deliver it right to your hotel, so you won’t have to go anywhere.”

Hector muttered a curse. What was he supposed to say? If he agreed, that meant he’d actually have to fly all the way to London. If he said no, his story would fall apart. They weren’t close enough for her to just send him a link like this. It felt a little over the line. Still, as neighbors, bringing back some chocolate wasn’t that big of a deal.

He snapped a screenshot and sent it to Oliver. “Look at your sister-in-law. She’s got a heart as dark as coal. She’s testing if I’m actually in London. Am I really supposed to fly there just to keep up this lie?”

“Everyone’s lost it. The old saying is true, one lie leads to a hundred more.”

Oliver read the message and let out a sigh. He typed back, “I’ll get someone to buy it.”

The message was clear. Hector didn’t need to go himself.

Chelsea wasn’t just asking where Hector was. She was checking if he was telling the truth. Her reply to Patricia was short and to the point. “Let’s see if he brings anything back.”

They chatted a bit longer. Chelsea said she had to get up early for the lab, so she was heading to bed.

In the middle of the night, the rain in Riverdale had let up, but the streets were still flooded. Construction trucks lined the road, their lights flashing through the sheer curtains. The colors danced across the walls.

Patricia got up and closed the gap in the curtains, then headed into the living room to get some water. Dinner had been way too spicy, and now she was wide awake and parched.

She nodded.

The water dispenser was right next to them. Oliver grabbed a glass, filled it, and handed it to her. “Want me to carry it to your room?”

“I can do it.”

“I’ll walk you back,” he said softly.

She hesitated, standing stiff and unsure.

Oliver sighed. “I just want to make sure you don’t run into anything else. Trust me, okay?”

Patricia let him take her back to her room. Her long hair fell messily down her back. Maybe it was because she’d been sick lately, but even her hair didn’t look as smooth as it usually did.