Chapter 410
Are You a Couple?
Evella entered the men's restroom, opening one of the compartments and sitting on the toilet. She emptied her bladder before sitting there, crying.
Flynt was, after all, her first love and the idol she had always admired. She had imagined marrying him and having children with him, so it would be strange for her not to be heartbroken.
She cried and cursed Flynt.
"Bastard, you jerk! How could you deceive people like this? I was so infatuated with you that I thought I had incredible luck, but it was all an illusion! Flynt, you big liar! You deceived my heart, and it hurts so much!"
The more she thought about it, the more upset she was. The more upset she was, the more she wanted to cry. She couldn't help but wail loudly.
At that moment, Howard walked into the restroom.
He had just returned to Lindwood City today and was dining with a few friends here.
He needed to use the restroom urgently, so he came in to relieve himself.
Just as he was about to undo his belt, he heard a woman crying.
His hand trembled in astonishment.
He thought he had made a mistake, so he deliberately looked outside the door.
There was clearly a male sign on top, so he wasn't mistaken.
But inside, he could hear a woman crying.
Who was so careless, entering the wrong restroom?
Howard thought for a moment, then followed the sound to the outside of the compartment.
Evella was still sobbing inside, and his eyebrows furrowed as his eyes flickered with recognition.
Why did this woman's crying sound somewhat familiar?
Where had he heard it before?
He pondered for a moment. Then, he raised his hand and knocked on the stall, wanting to remind the person inside that she had entered the wrong restroom.
Evella continued to sit on the toilet, sobbing.
When she heard the knocking, she wiped her nose and gruffly exclaimed, "What're you knocking for? I'm not done yet! Can't you go to another stall?"
That voice... Howard squinted as Ella's face flashed through his mind.
It was her!
That sharp-tongued woman ran into the wrong restroom, and she was even acting so arrogant!
He didn't say anything either, continuing to knock on the stall.
One after another, the knocking irritated Evella inside, frustrating her.
She stopped crying and pulled up her pants, not forgetting to flush before opening the door.
"What's wrong with you, knocking on the door..."
She thought the person knocking was a woman, not expecting it to be a man.
She was drunk, her eyes blurry; she couldn't recognize who it was.
All she knew was that it was a man.
She stared blankly for two seconds, then screamed and kicked him.
"You bastard, how dare you barge into the women's restroom!"
Her random kicks almost stunned Howard.
Reacting, his face darkened as he firmly grabbed her hands and pressed her against the stall.
"Evella, what's gotten into you? Take a good look here; this isn't the women's restroom, it's the men's!"
After being shouted at like that, her screams abruptly stopped.
She blinked, trying hard to distinguish the person in front of her.
"So it's you, Howard! Why are you being so mean?"
She looked pitiful, tears on her lashes as she looked delicate and helpless.
Howard frowned, his voice unconsciously softening.
"How much did you drink? You came to the men's restroom and went crazy?"
Evella glared at him, intoxicated as she said, "Who said this is the men's restroom? Clearly, it's you being a bastard coming to the women's restroom. Let go of me now! Someone, arrest this dirty bastard!"
Howard almost burst out laughing from her anger.
Just then, a man came in to use the restroom.
Hearing Evella's screams and seeing him pressing her against the stall as if trying to molest her, he quickly strode over.
"What are you doing? Let her go!" the man ordered.
Howard was speechless and released Evella, quickly explaining.
"Don't misunderstand; she's drunk and came to the wrong place."
Evella had been drinking, so her footsteps were unsteady.
So when Howard suddenly let go, she stumbled and fell to the side.
Fortunately, he was quick and caught her in his arms.
Her nose bumped into his solid chest.
She furrowed her brows and touched her painful nose, saying, "Ouch, it hurts, Howard! You're bullying me again! You big meanie! Why are all you men so bad!"
Saying that, she began to kick and hit him again.
Howard was speechless, wishing he could just throw her into a ditch.
He frowned, shaking her shoulders and asking, "Evella, can you please calm down?"
He shook her so hard that she felt dizzy and started crying.
"Howard, you're being mean to me again. I hate you!"
She cried sorrowfully, without any composure.
While crying, she even used his sweater to wipe her snot.
His eyes widened, feeling disgusted.
Sigh, why did he meddle?
Why did he have to knock on the door?
He knew it wouldn't lead to anything good with this woman!
"So, you two know each other? You're two lovers fighting?"
Hearing them call each other's names, the man immediately had the wrong idea.
He winked at Howard, "Brother, be patient and calm her down. I'll go to another restroom."
After all, it was normal for couples to have arguments.
He didn't want to interfere any further, so he left to give them some space.
Howard laughed bitterly, "We're not a couple!"
What kind of idea was that?
They weren't lovers, but enemies!
His gaze landed on Evella, wanting to speak. However, he noticed her abruptly stop crying as she stared at him piercingly; leaving chills running down his spine. He wanted to call out to her, only to witness a sudden shift in her expression as she puked directly onto him.
Clad in a delicate white sweater, Howard noticed it was now tarnished with vomit, exuding a strong stench as it slowly trickled down.
Overwhelmed by the odor, he nearly lost consciousness and his anger rose. "Evella!"
Evella's eyes were blurry, smirking at the man grinding his teeth.
Howard clenched his fists, feeling the urge to throw someone out.
He took a deep breath, then released her with furrowed eyebrows. He was preparing to take his sweater off.
Without support, Evella stumbled forward with her steps.
This time, instead of helping her, he took a step back with a scowl.
Instinctively, she wanted to grab onto something for support.
So when she fell, she randomly grabbed onto Howard's pants.
On the other hand, Howard felt a cool sensation on his legs.
When he looked down, he saw his bare thighs exposed in the air.
Some drunk person had actually pulled his pants down!
Moreover, her head was now close to his sensitive area. Her hot breath left him with an erection!
Howard's expression grew stormy as he nearly lost control.
"Evella!"
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