Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband-Chapter 940 - What Right Do You Have to Say This to

Chapter 940: Chapter 940: What Right Do You Have to Say This to Me?

Chapter 940: Chapter 940: What Right Do You Have to Say This to Me?

Clayton Howard enunciated each word forcefully, his face displaying a coldness never seen before.

A few sentences left Aiden Bewell somewhat stunned.

He looked at him with a bit of shock, acknowledging that his behavior just now was indeed a bit out of control, but he truly didn’t intend to take any undue liberties with her while she was drunk.

What puzzled him even more was, what right did this Mr. Howard have to warn him about these things? What was his relationship with Camila Walker?

Could it be simply because he was Baron Stuart’s right-hand man, and Camila Walker was Baron Stuart’s sister-in-law, that’s why he was giving him that look?

Was it really just that? But why then, in the depths of his eyes, did he detect a hint of hostility?

“What right do you have to say these things to me?” Aiden Bewell narrowed his eyes, his expression turning slightly colder.

What exactly was Clayton Howard’s relationship with Camila Walker?

Clayton Howard ignored his words and shifted the conversation, “I will take her home.”

After speaking, he turned and chased after Camila Walker, who was already stumbling away from the restroom.

Aiden Bewell stood rooted to the spot, watching the receding figures of the two, feeling somewhat angered.

It was he who pursued Camila Walker, so why should this outsider decide to take her home?

Even though he was the Second Young Master of the Bewell Group, he wouldn’t dare to offend Baron Stuart of the Futuren Group lightly, let alone make light of his family business. Everyone knew what the consequences of crossing Baron Stuart could be.

But given Baron Stuart’s character, he wouldn’t make a big deal out of a mere Close Servant, would he?

Aiden Bewell stood there, his hands on both sides clenching unconsciously. She was the woman he was pursuing—how could he let another man take her home?

At this time, Camila Walker had already made her way clumsily to the elevator door, leaning against the wall. She scrutinized the buttons carefully and then naively pressed one, causing the elevator doors to open.

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Clayton Howard jogged up and dashed into the elevator just as the doors were about to close.

Camila Walker leaned against the wall of the elevator, perhaps feeling the effects of the drinks, now looking quite uncomfortable, her cheeks flushed red, and her expression in evident distress as she slowly slid down the elevator wall.

Seeing that she seemed not quite right, Clayton Howard crouched down beside her, his handsome brows slightly furrowed, “How are you feeling?”

“Bluuurgh—”

No sooner had he crouched down than Camila Walker suddenly grabbed hold of his coat and began to vomit violently onto the front of his chest!

Clayton Howard’s brows knitted slightly. For this woman, he didn’t know when it started, but regardless of her actions, he never felt the slightest revulsion.

After vomiting for quite a while, Camila Walker seemed to feel somewhat relieved, and the hand clutching his coat finally relaxed.

At this time, the elevator door opened, and he helped her walk out of the elevator. But it seemed Camila Walker had no strength left at all, staggering as she walked, utterly incapable of moving properly.

Clayton Howard glanced at her and, with no other choice, picked her up and carried her to the roadside to hail a taxi and got in.

By now it was 8 PM, and he had originally planned to take her home, but glancing at his soiled clothes, he decided to go back and change first.

The taxi arrived at the apartment, and Clayton Howard looked at the person beside him. Perhaps she was truly intoxicated, for Camila Walker had now slipped into a deep sleep.

After paying the driver, Clayton Howard opened the car door, planning to head upstairs to change his clothes, then come back down.

But as soon as he opened the car door, he suddenly felt concerned about the person inside the car. Remembering everything Aiden Bewell had done to her in the restroom, he felt uneasy about leaving her alone in the taxi—what if the driver took advantage of her?