Chapter 213

**Chapter 0213**
**Judy’s POV**

I felt so embarrassed. I couldn’t believe that I let myself get drugged last night and then threw myself at Gavin. I hated that I could remember most of what happened. It was all so cringeworthy.

It was the middle of the night when he left, and it was no surprise. He could barely stand to look at me.

I was taken aback when I noticed the Tylertol and water on the bedside table. I knew Gavin had left those things behind.

I thought it was really sweet that he cared enough about me to do that. But I still felt embarrassed that I had allowed myself to get drugged in the first place.

I wanted to scream and cry, but I held back. I was overwhelmed with mixed emotions.

I needed to gather my thoughts and get a grip on myself. After taking my medicine, I reached for my phone on the nightstand. I glanced at the screen and sighed when I saw Nan’s name pop up.

I opened a new text message on my phone.

Nan wrote: “I can barely remember last night. Did you get home okay?”

I hit reply and typed my response.

I said: “Yes. Gavin took us both home safely.”

“How are you feeling?”

Nan replied, “Like crap. But I’m glad you’re okay. Did I do anything embarrassing last night?”

I assured her, “Not at all. Just try to rest today, and we can talk later.”

I put my phone back down.

She sat by the nightstand and sighed. It was probably better if she didn’t remember how she had been sick everywhere. She also talked to me about finding her mate. I didn’t want to stress her out too much with what she had shared, so I held back my concerns.

I decided not to tell her right now. But that didn’t mean I wouldn’t ask her a lot of questions later. I needed to know everything about this so-called “mate” of hers. From what I gathered, he had gone on a date with another woman.

Last night was tough for Nan. She ended up drinking much more than usual. I couldn’t blame her; I knew it must have been hard for her. A friend’s betrayal can really hurt.

I quickly got dressed and headed out to see her. I wanted to be there for her during this difficult time.

I was really hungry after last night and couldn’t wait to see what Chester had cooked for breakfast.

When I walked into the kitchen, I found Chester hard at work at the stove. Harper was there too, and she looked like she was helping him out.

She was talking to him, but he hardly seemed to listen. She looked upset about the situation and crossed her arms tightly across her chest.

“I don’t understand why you’re acting like this,” she said, her voice tense.

“Because you were the one who said we needed to keep our relationship professional, that’s what I’m doing,” he told her. His tone was much harsher than she expected from Chester.

“Is everything okay?” I asked as I walked into the kitchen and sat next to Harper at the counter.

“Chester is acting like a jerk,” she said quietly, narrowing her eyes at him. “I don’t know what I did to deserve this treatment…”

Chester twirled his spatula in his hand, feeling the rhythm of the moment.

“+25 BONUS”

**Chapter 0213**

“You wanted to keep this professional, Harper. How am I the bad guy here?” he asked her, a hint of confusion in his voice.

“Professional? While we were working? We weren’t really working then,” she replied, shaking her head.

This morning, she said, “I was trying to talk to you.”

“Okay then, start talking,” he replied, raising his eyebrows. “What’s so important?”

Her cheeks turned pink, and she quickly glanced at me before looking away.

Harper looked at him and said, “It’s a private matter, and I don’t really want to talk about it right now while we’re working.” She bit her lower lip, clearly uncomfortable.

He responded, “Then maybe you should stop asking about it.”

Chester turned away, looking uneasy.

“Chester, you’re acting strange. Is everything okay?” I asked, concerned.

“Yeah, sorry. I just didn’t sleep well,” he muttered.

“That’s a lie,” Harper chimed in, clearly skeptical.

“I went to the room last night, and you weren’t there,” she said, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Why did you go to my room?” Chester asked, his frown getting deeper.

Her cheeks turned red once more.

“I wanted to talk to you last night, but I couldn’t find you…” she whispered.

Chester turned his back to her and kept cooking. After a moment, Harper decided to leave. She quickly excused herself and hurried out of the room.

I was in the kitchen when I noticed her leave. I wanted to follow her to check if she was okay, but I decided to stay and make sure Chester was alright instead. It felt good to focus on someone else’s problems for a change.

Chester was right in the middle of…

I was watching him make veggie omelets, and my mouth was watering just looking at them. He was so focused on his cooking that he didn’t even notice I was staring at him the whole time. That is, until he finished and turned around to put the omelet on a plate.

He stopped in his tracks when he saw me staring at my empty plate.

“Everything okay?” he asked, raising his eyebrows.

“I could be asking you the same thing,” I replied. “What’s going on with you?”

“What’s going on with you and Harper?”

He shrugged. “We slept together a couple of times, just to help each other out. Now, she’s acting all clingy. One minute she doesn’t want anything to do with me, and the next, she can’t get enough.”

“Leave me alone. It’s confusing, and I’m tired of being there just when she needs me. Do you know what I mean?”

I nodded as I picked up my fork.

“I think she likes you but is scared to say it,” I said.

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