Pampered by My Secret Husband-Chapter 871 - 873: No One Will Always Be Behind You, Protecting You

I don’t know how long I’ve been drinking, until men kept trying to chat me up. Fluffy Zane was overwhelmed with annoyance, waved her hand impatiently, and said, "I have someone I like, don’t bother me, go away, all of you go away..."

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Mrs. Zane went to bed at 9 o’clock and got up past one in the early morning to drink water.

She opened Fluffy Zane’s bedroom door and didn’t see her, immediately feeling a panic.

She immediately picked up the phone and called Fluffy Zane.

The phone kept ringing without anyone answering. Mrs. Zane was completely panicked now, with Mr. Zane on a business trip, she didn’t dare tell him and make him worry.

She patiently contacted her friends over and over again, and with the host of tonight’s banquet. Upon inquiring, she realized that Fluffy Zane wasn’t with any friends.

After the banquet, she had left.

Mrs. Zane, worried and anxious, could only think of calling Jim Jones.

"Auntie?"

"Jim, I’m sorry to disturb you so late, Auntie really has no other choice..."

Jim Jones immediately sat up straight and said seriously, "Auntie, what happened? Please speak slowly."

"Fluffy... Fluffy went to the banquet tonight and hasn’t come back yet. Her phone can connect, but no one answers. I’ve already asked, she’s not with any friends, and she left after the banquet..."

Jim’s heart sank heavily, sensing what might have happened. He immediately got out of bed, "Auntie, don’t worry, I’ll go out and look for her. Fluffy will be fine."

"Jim, I’m counting on you."

"Auntie, please don’t worry too much, wait for my call."

After hanging up the phone, Jim quickly changed his clothes, grabbed his car keys, and ran out.

On the deserted sidewalk, Fluffy Zane was holding a wine bottle, stumbling as she walked.

Her head was dizzy, her vision blurred by tears, she didn’t know how long she had walked before finally reaching the riverbank.

She lowered her head, found her mobile phone, and saw numerous unanswered calls from Mrs. Zane, Jim, her friends...

She closed her eyes momentarily, only feeling dizzier.

Ignoring the missed calls, she stubbornly dialed William Guillen.

This time, the call connected.

"What’s up?"

William Guillen’s somewhat indifferent voice came through the airwaves.

The last line of defense in Fluffy Zane’s heart was completely shattered, unable to hold back her breakdown any longer, she broke into tears, "Lan Singh... William Guillen..."

She kept calling his name, William’s brow furrowed deeply, realizing something was wrong, "Where are you?"

Fluffy Zane held onto the wine bottle, taking a sip, the liquid dripping from the corner of her mouth onto her lapel.

She remained unaware, just foolishly calling his name, "Lan Singh... could you like me just a little? Because I really, really love you... I don’t know what else to do to make you look at me, I don’t know what else to do for you to have even a tiny bit of affection for me. I’m willing to do anything to win your affection."

"You’ve been drinking?"

Fluffy Zane glanced at the wine bottle and hiccupped, "...Just a little bit."

This is a little bit?

"Fluffy Zane, you’re an adult; you must think for yourself. No one will be behind you, protecting you every moment."

"William Guillen... what do you want me to do to like me? I’ll do it, I’ll do anything, is that okay?"

Fluffy Zane cried uncontrollably, her body slowly collapsing to the ground.

Feeling utterly weak and powerless, she cried until she convulsed.