The Heiress's Second Chance At Vengeance (Eliza) novel Chapter 212

The Heiress’s Second Chance at Vengeance

Chapter 212 If the World Abandons You, I Won’t

“Be good… You’ll catch a cold if you sleep here. Let me carry you to bed, okay?”

“…Mhm.”

Eliza nodded drowsily, eyes still shut.

Only then did Nolan lift her into his arms.

The Hayes family estate was quiet, calm.

He carried her up the stairs.

Her bedroom was lit by a single warm bedside lamp. Nolan gently laid her down, then knelt to take off her shoes and socks.

When he reached for her jacket zipper, his hand froze mid–air.

Eliza… wasn’t a guy.

“Ugh… So hot…”

Murmuring in discomfort, Eliza fumbled with her zipper herself.

Seeing this, Nolan’s face darkened. He quickly reached out and zipped her jacket back up.

Then, he tucked the blanket tightly around her.

So tightly that Eliza felt like a dumpling–bundled head to toe.

She slept on, groggy and half–dreaming, until she began to feel breathless under the heavy layers.

“Mm…”

She squirmed and tried to break free from the blanket.

Nolan had no choice but to cautiously loosen it.

But even that wasn’t enough. Drunk and restless, Eliza wrestled her way out completely.

The first thing she did?

Unzipped her jacket.

She wore nothing underneath except a white camisole tank. The oversized hoodie she’d had on earlier was gone, leaving her shoulders bare and exposed.

Back in high school, uniforms had hidden her figure. Now in casual clothes, the contrast was stark.

At 5 foot 5, Eliza had a naturally curvy build. And with her long legs and the short denim shorts she wore today, the moment the blanket was tossed aside, Nolan’s gaze was assaulted by a flash of smooth, bare

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thigh.

He instantly turned his head away.

Eliza let the jacket slide off, then reached for her waistband to undo her jeans.

Realizing what she was trying to do, Nolan rushed over and grabbed her wrists. “Eliza! Stop it!”

Startled, she blinked her eyes open.

Her drunken gaze met Nolan’s face–handsome, sharp–edged, impossibly close.

His eyes were deep and dangerous, like they could pull her under in one glance.

Finished

Eliza blinked slowly, dazed. “You really are good–looking… If I weren’t older than you, I probably would’ve fallen for you.”

And he was definitely better looking than Zayden.

“…Eliza, do you even know who I am right now?”

Something in Nolan’s chest twisted.

Kid?

How many “kids” had she met?

“Nolan, obviously,” Eliza said, cupping his face in her hands. “After seeing you shirtless that time… I realized–you’re very, very, very–very impressive!”

She stressed every word, and Nolan’s face instantly turned grim.

Back at the hotel, she had walked right in while he was in the shower. He thought she hadn’t seen anything.

But apparently… she had seen everything.

And remembered it all.

And thought about it. A lot.

“Eliza, you’re drunk. Do you even hear what you’re saying?”

“Of course I hear it!” she cried. “Honestly, you have the best body of any man I’ve seen.”

“How many men have you seen?”

“…Just one.”

At that, her eyes shimmered with sudden tears.

“You know what? I used to be so weak. So stupid. I once liked someone so much. He told me he’d love me forever, but in the end, he threw me away like I meant nothing.

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