My Second Husband novel Chapter 87

Eudora George, who was a kind girl, seemed to have become a different person the moment she heard the word 'competition1.

Who would've known she actually won the competition. Christopher said unwillingly, "Eudora, were you pretending to be bad at games all along? You look so soft and weak, and I didn't know you could play so well!"

"Did you just call me weak?" Eudora looked at him innocently and asked him back. "Well let me tell you, I'm a fierce competitor. It'd be better for you to stop competing with me. I'll always try my best to win."

Eudora used to compete with Kesha George all the time when they were younger.

"Well, I guess I have to call you a 'contender'!"

"Thank you. Please don't forget to buy breakfast for us this whole week!"

"Sure!" Christopher said with a smile.

After playing at the arcade, Christopher treated Eudora to some spicy kebabs.

She did as Christopher said, numbing herself away with the spiciness, and out away from those unhappy things.

Eudora ate a lot of spicy kebabs. However, she still couldn't forget about those unhappy memories.

It was already late at night when she reached home. The lights in the room were switched off. Auntie Valerie must've gone back by now.

Eudora stood in front of the pitch black entrance at the door, and didn't feel like entering the room at all.

As she was spacing out, a dark figure grabbed her arm and pulled her back, turning her around as he pressed her against the cupboard.

Eudora's heart skipped a beat. She breathed a sigh of relief when the familiar masculine scent wafted into her nose.

"Amos, you're hurting me." Eudora said.

Amos Granger didn't say anything. It was obvious that he was consumed by anger.

"Why did you come back so late?" Amos questioned.

Eudora frowned and said, "I had some business to do."

"Business? Was hanging out with Christopher Gellert business to you?" Amos interrogated her as he grasped her wrists tight.

"Why did you let him hold your hand?"

Hold her hand?

Eudora didn't find it too big of a deal at that moment. She was only bothered over the relationship between Wendy and Amos. Besides, what right did he have to question her in this way?

Anger welled up within Eudora's chest. Then, she said in a hoarse voice,

"Do you think you're qualified to question me like this? What were you doing then? You were enjoying a gathering with other women. You even asked the staff from the design department of your company to help her. What an honour for her!"

Eudora finally blurted everything out. However, she felt more uncomfortable now that she had said so.

Amos frowned and said, "I told you before I just wanted to help her recover from her illness within six months!"

"Yes! It's all my fault!" Eudora shouted. She suddenly felt that she was very stupid. Why would she dwell over such a thing? "I'm sorry, I'm too tired. I don't know what's gotten into me. I might not be able to tolerate this for half a year."

Amos hugged her as soon as she finished speaking.

Both of them remained silent in that position for a long time, quietly.

In the end, they never mentioned about the issue anymore.

Eudora was almost done with her design blueprint.

She incorporated the design elements of a Chinese rural style, along with those from the American rural style. The final result turned out to be quite interesting!

Christopher was not confident about it in the beginning, citing that the styles would not match well together.