Secretly Married for 4 Years, He Regrets to Tears After the Divorce-Chapter 21: The Misunderstanding Got Out of Hand
Wren Sutton recognized Adrian Lancaster’s voice, and her mood soured even further.
"You’re at the hospital in the middle of the night watching over Maya Marshall, yet you still have the energy to care where I am? Aren’t you afraid your precious darling will get jealous?"
Adrian Lancaster was furious. "Who said I was at the hospital?"
’Not only is she staying out all night, but now she’s learned to slander me too.’
Wren Sutton blurted out without a second thought, "If you’re not at the hospital, then you must have just left."
Adrian Lancaster gritted his teeth. "I’m at home!"
"I don’t care where you are. I’m tired right now and don’t have the energy to talk to you."
Adrian Lancaster suppressed his temper. "Did you go to Isla Griffith’s place again?"
Wren Sutton didn’t answer and hung up the phone.
She looked at the time and groggily dialed her best friend’s number.
’It’s so late. I wonder if she’s made it home yet.’
The phone rang and rang, but no one picked up.
Wren Sutton was worried, so she kept calling. This time, it also rang for a long time before someone finally answered.
She asked anxiously, "Why didn’t you pick up just now? Are you done over there? Do you need me to come get you?"
The person on the other end seemed a bit surprised. "Wren?"
He hadn’t expected the contact saved as "My Dearest Bestie" in Isla Griffith’s phone to be Wren Sutton.
’The world really is small sometimes.’
"..."
Wren Sutton’s mind went blank with a buzz, and she was instantly wide awake, all traces of sleepiness gone.
The familiar voice made her think she had misheard!
’How could it be him?’
"Sean? Is that you?"
Sean Sterling: "Yeah."
Wren Sutton was still in disbelief.
’Why would he be answering Isla’s phone? That must mean they’re together right now.’
’Together?!’
’The more I think about it, the more this sounds like a soap opera. No way! Could Isla be hiding this from me... that she and Sean Sterling are... ’ 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚
"Where’s Isla? Let me talk to her." She needed to ask Isla Griffith herself what was going on.
Sean Sterling glanced at the woman sleeping soundly on the bed. Remembering how she had been an unreasonable handful earlier, he gave a helpless, pained smile.
’This is the first time I’ve ever met a woman so bold and clingy. But since she’s drunk, I’ll let it slide.’
"Your best friend drank too much. She just fell asleep, so call her back tomorrow."
It was a suggestive explanation that would make anyone’s mind wander, and Wren Sutton was no exception.
"Where are you two right now?"
"The Zenith Hotel."
Sean Sterling didn’t know where Isla Griffith lived, and it wasn’t appropriate to take her to his place, so he brought her to a hotel.
"..."
’That’s even more suggestive!’
Wren Sutton’s heart skipped a beat.
Before she could say anything, Sean Sterling proactively explained, "Don’t get the wrong idea. I just brought Isla Griffith to her room and settled her in. Nothing else happened."
Wren Sutton trusted Sean Sterling’s character. His deliberate explanation actually made her feel a little embarrassed.
"Sean, that’s not what I meant."
Sean Sterling didn’t mind.
"The hotel has good security, so your friend will be safe sleeping here alone. If you’re still worried, you can come keep her company. The room number is 9999. I’ll let the front desk know, so you can just grab the key card and go up when you arrive, no registration needed."
Wren Sutton’s doubts were dispelled. "Sean, thank you for being so thoughtful."
Sean Sterling smiled. "We’re family. No need for formalities. I should get going after this call. You should get some rest too."
"Okay."
Wren Sutton hung up the phone.
’Honestly, Sean Sterling really was a good big brother figure. No matter how close he had been to Maya Marshall in the past, he had treated me as his one and only sister-in-law from the moment I married into the Lancaster family, always acknowledging and respecting my position.’
’So, even if I divorce Adrian Lancaster in the future, I’ll still consider Sean Sterling my big brother.’
’But...’
’Why was it Sean Sterling of all people who took Isla Griffith to the hotel tonight? Where was her manager?’
After thinking it over, Wren Sutton decided to go to the Zenith Hotel herself.
...
As luck would have it, Wren Sutton’s back as she entered the hotel alone was spotted by Caleb Caldwell, who happened to be driving by.
"Wren, Wren..."
He called out twice, but unfortunately, Wren Sutton didn’t hear him.
Caleb Caldwell was sure he hadn’t been mistaken; that was definitely Wren Sutton.
’But why did Wren ignore me?’
In a flash, a thought struck him, and he excitedly slapped the steering wheel.
’Wren was walking so fast, someone must be waiting for her upstairs. As for who... you don’t even need to think hard about that one! This is just one of those romantic games married couples play, right?’
Without a second thought, Caleb Caldwell whipped out his phone and called Adrian Lancaster.
Adrian Lancaster had just fallen asleep when the call woke him, and his mood was predictably foul.
"Caleb Caldwell, you’d better have a good reason for this."
Caleb Caldwell chuckled. "Bro, don’t worry, I definitely won’t get in the way of your ’real business’."
"I’m just giving you a friendly heads-up. Wren just went in. She’ll be at the room door any second. Bro, you’d better be ready to welcome her."
Adrian Lancaster’s pupils contracted. "You saw Wren Sutton? Where is she?"
"Bro, are you playing dumb? Wren went into your family’s hotel, of course. I saw it with my own two eyes."
Adrian Lancaster shot up from the bed, his eyes burning with fury. "Which hotel?"
The corporation owned more than one hotel.
"The Zenith." Caleb Caldwell still hadn’t realized the gravity of the situation.
"I shouted from the roadside a few times, but Wren didn’t hear me."
Adrian Lancaster had no patience to listen and hung up.
Caleb Caldwell: "..."
’Oh, I get it. The doorbell must be ringing. He’s got no time for me. Understandable.’
Caleb Caldwell put his phone away and drove off, humming a tune.
On the way to the hotel, Adrian Lancaster’s expression was so fierce he looked like he could eat someone alive, and he floored it.
’She has a home, but she’s staying in a hotel. Wren Sutton must be doing this on purpose.’
’She had better be alone in that room. If not, I’ll never forgive her.’
A drive that should have taken half an hour, Adrian Lancaster made in less than twenty minutes.
Before arriving, he had contacted the hotel manager, who was now waiting personally at the entrance, his heart filled with unease.
’The boss showing up at the hotel in the middle of the night? It can’t be for an inspection. Nine times out of ten, it’s personal business. The fewer people who know, the better.’
As soon as Adrian Lancaster got out of the car, the hotel manager hurried over, his attitude respectful.
"President Lancaster, you’re here. What are your instructions?"
Adrian Lancaster’s face was dark. "Go check right now. Which room is Wren Sutton in?"
"Yes, President Lancaster."
The manager first led Adrian Lancaster to the lobby lounge area, then immediately went to the front desk to check the registration records.
He carefully filtered through the information, but he couldn’t find Wren Sutton’s name in the system.
Worried about how to report this to President Lancaster, he checked again, but the result was the same.
’Could President Lancaster have remembered the name wrong?’
The hotel manager returned to the lounge area and stood before Adrian Lancaster, reporting cautiously, "President Lancaster, the person you’re looking for is not in the registration records."
"Impossible." Adrian Lancaster’s gut told him that Caleb Caldwell wouldn’t lie to him.
The manager said, troubled, "President Lancaster, she’s really not there. I’ve checked several times."
Adrian Lancaster stood up. "Pull up the security footage, especially from the last half hour."
Then, he went to the front desk with the manager.
The two front desk clerks had no idea what was happening, but after receiving a meaningful look from the manager, they discreetly stepped aside.
Adrian Lancaster stared intently at the computer screen.
As expected, he soon saw the figure of Wren Sutton on the screen.
She looked a bit rushed. After exchanging a few words with the clerk, she was handed a key card.
"Pause it. Have those two come over here."
The manager immediately called the two clerks over.
"President Lancaster has some questions for you. You are to answer everything in full detail."
The two clerks nodded in unison. "Yes."
Adrian Lancaster pointed at the screen. "Which room did she go to?"
One of the clerks recognized Wren Sutton at a glance; she was the one who had given her the key card.
"That lady went to room 9999."
"Are you sure you’re not mistaken?"
"I’m positive. It was 9999."
Adrian Lancaster’s expression turned frigid. "Whose name is the room registered under?"
The clerk did a quick search. "Sean Sterling."
