After His Sweetheart Moved In, He Came Home Every Night-Chapter 109: Tasting the Forbidden Fruit

"Director Ellison’s eye is getting sharper. Cecelia has had him all to herself for so long, she must be feeling the heat now."

"Come on, Cecelia has real talent. It’s not like we don’t all know that."

"But I think this new girl is way prettier than Cecelia. Are those C-cups? Her ass is nice and perky, too. And that face... Tsk, tsk. Let’s make a bet—has she had work done or not?"

"Why are you hyping her up? Of course she’s had work done. It’s obvious."

"Her boobs are fake, too."

"And I bet her ass is padded."

...

Alice York was at a complete loss for words. The shamelessness of their conversation was beyond her imagination.

’Cecelia? She had no idea who that was. She’d never met her.’

’As for Director Ellison... that must be Edward Ellison, the director who contacted her on WeChat. He’d told her his name then.’

"Excuse me, where’s the restroom?"

There was still half an hour until filming began, so Alice decided to find a quiet place to get away from the chatter. She approached someone and asked.

The young woman was busy texting, but she freed a hand to point. "Just head that way. It’s in the back."

"Thank you."

Alice thanked her and headed in that direction.

Another female guest tapped the texting woman on the shoulder. "Seraphina, Cecelia and Director Ellison went back there a while ago and still aren’t back. You think this new girl is going to walk in on them?"

Seraphina Sheridan’s head snapped up. "Ah!" she exclaimed. "How could I forget about that?"

The other guest covered her mouth to hide a laugh. "I bet she’s going to walk right in on them."

But Seraphina Sheridan couldn’t laugh. God knew how much she despised that disgusting Director Ellison. She immediately put her phone away and said, feigning concern, "I’ll go stop her."

The other guest grabbed Seraphina Sheridan’s arm. "Don’t bother. She’ll find out what kind of person Director Ellison is soon enough anyway. There’s way too much filth in this business."

Seraphina Sheridan ignored her, pulling her arm free and hurrying after Alice.

By this time, Alice had already found the restroom.

There were two doors: one marked with the symbol for the men’s restroom, the other for the women’s. The men’s room door was ajar, but the women’s was closed, which meant it was occupied.

Not only was it occupied, but there were sounds coming from inside—and they were quite distinct.

She hadn’t intended to eavesdrop, but with no other noise in the hallway, her hearing felt magnified. And the woman’s cries... they clearly weren’t from sadness...

’What a coincidence. To walk in on something like this.’

’Still, these people were brazen. It was like they weren’t even afraid of being caught.’

"Edward..."

Edward Ellison chuckled. "My darling Cecelia, you’re so beautiful."

Cecelia let out a petulant hum. "Edward, do you have your eye on someone new? You know what they say, ’in with the new, out with the old.’ Are you going to be like that? Are you going to forget all about me?"

After a long moment, Edward Ellison replied, "Who could possibly compare to my Cecelia? No woman holds a candle to you."

His words placated her instantly, and she wrapped her legs around him. "Edward, you can’t lie to me. You have to keep promoting me. I want to be a huge star."

"You’re the one I like." Edward Ellison gave her another hard kiss. "Of all the women I’ve been with, no one even comes close to you. I just can’t get enough of you."

Just then, Cecelia quickly reminded him, "Edward, filming is about to start. We shouldn’t be late."

The entire cast and crew were waiting. Delaying things for too long meant burning money.

...

Alice was still standing outside the door.

She had no interest in listening to other people doing their business.

She had been about to leave when Seraphina Sheridan rushed up and grabbed her arm. Alice recognized her as the one who’d given her directions to the restroom.

"So they really are getting it on in there," Seraphina Sheridan whispered, pulling Alice back as she tried to leave. "Aren’t you going to listen?"

Alice pulled her hand away. "I’m not interested in hearing other people’s... business."

"Well, I am. Let’s listen together."

That’s right—Seraphina Sheridan hadn’t come to stop anything. She’d come to eavesdrop. She even took out her phone, started a recording, and leaned closer to the door.

Alice was dumbfounded. "Isn’t this... a little inappropriate? And besides..."

Seraphina Sheridan explained, "I’m recording evidence. The next time that bastard dares to get handsy with me, I’ll use this to threaten him."

Alice was at a loss for words.

’And here she thought the girl had some kind of weird, unspeakable kink. It turned out she was just recording it for self-protection.’

’Thinking back to the gossiping women from earlier, and how they mentioned a "Cecelia" and "Director Ellison" who were now "messing around" in the restroom... It all seemed to be adding up.’

’The relationships on this show were a mess.’

’More of a mess than she could have ever imagined.’

Alice opened her mouth to say something several times, but always swallowed her words. She started to walk away silently, but Seraphina Sheridan noticed and pleaded with wide eyes, "Please don’t go, okay? I’m scared."

Alice: "..."

’Listening to the escalating sounds from inside, she figured the door wouldn’t be opening anytime soon.’

In the end, she didn’t leave. She decided to wait while Seraphina Sheridan recorded a little more.

After about ten minutes, Seraphina Sheridan pressed pause, put her phone away, and trotted over to Alice. "Thanks for staying with me. I’m a coward; I wouldn’t have dared to record this by myself."

Alice said, "You knew the director and another guest were in here messing around, and you deliberately didn’t mention it when you gave me directions, right?"

"No, no, no! I honestly just forgot," Seraphina Sheridan said, her tone sincere.

Alice was skeptical, but then she noticed that Seraphina Sheridan’s face was bright red. She smiled and asked, "Are you still a student? Is this a part-time job for you?"

"I’m twenty-five. I graduated a long time ago, but it is a part-time job, that’s true," Seraphina Sheridan said, carefully tucking her phone away to protect the hard-won evidence.

’She’s actually a year older than me,’ Alice thought.

"You look like a college student."

"Haha, if I hadn’t said anything, I bet you never would have guessed I’ve had a baby," Seraphina Sheridan said with a laugh, seeming to enjoy her conversation with Alice.

Alice looked surprised. "How old is your child?" she asked.

Seraphina Sheridan pursed her lips. "My daughter... she should be about three now. But I’ve never met her."

Alice froze, stopping and turning to face her. "You’re saying you have a three-year-old daughter? And you’ve never met her?"

A flicker of sadness crossed Seraphina Sheridan’s eyes before she shook her head.

It was none of her business, and Alice knew she shouldn’t pry, but seeing the look on Seraphina Sheridan’s face, she couldn’t help asking, "Did something happen?"

"No, no."

Thinking Alice had gotten the wrong idea, Seraphina Sheridan quickly explained, "My situation is a bit complicated, and it all happened a long time ago."

Alice nodded in understanding.

Seraphina Sheridan said with a smile, "I was young and dumb, tasted the forbidden fruit... The baby’s father was irresponsible and got scared off. My family sent the baby away, and as for me... I haven’t really made anything of myself. I’m just getting by, taking whatever work I can find that pays. But I still have my morals. I’d never touch dirty money."

Her words made Alice laugh.

But as she laughed, for some reason, her thoughts suddenly drifted to that father and daughter from the Dalton family.