Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband
Chapter 1573: Fenton Stuart Got Drunk

Chapter 1573: Chapter 1573: Fenton Stuart Got Drunk

Tears slid silently down her face.

No one knew how much time had passed when Belinda Howard’s cell phone suddenly rang. She jolted awake, lowered her head to look at the screen, and found that the name displayed was not Fenton Stuart’s, but... Audrey Jenkins was calling.

Staring at the illuminated screen, Belinda Howard initially had no intention of answering, but thinking about the possibility that Audrey Jenkins might have encountered misfortune today, she couldn’t resist tidying up her emotions and answering the phone.

Her voice was hoarse from crying.

"Hello?"

Just a simple "Hello," but Audrey Jenkins on the phone clearly already knew what kind of mood she was in at this moment. Her lips curved upward slightly, revealing a sly smile.

Following that, her expression shifted as she feigned a worried tone.

"Belinda, did you... did you have a fight with Anthony Chambers?"

Hearing those words, Belinda Howard froze. How did Audrey Jenkins know they had fought?

With confusion, she hesitantly asked, "What’s wrong?"

At this moment, Audrey Jenkins was inside a private room at the Duke Station Throne, looking at Anthony Chambers beside her, downing glass after glass of whiskey. She moved to the side and lowered her voice to say. View the correct content at fre.ewe(bn)ovel.c om

"I ran into him at the Duke Station Throne. He looks really upset and... he’s drunk..."

Listening to Audrey Jenkins’ words over the phone, Belinda Howard felt a pang in her chest.

He’s drunk?

"I—I’ll be there right away!" Belinda stood up abruptly, her movements flustered.

It was already late night. After trying for quite a while, Belinda Howard finally managed to hail a taxi to head straight to the Duke Station Throne.

Meanwhile, inside the private room.

This marked the first time Anthony Chambers had gotten so utterly drunk.

Beside him, as she watched him drink himself into such a state, a hint of heartache crept onto Audrey Jenkins’ face.

She sat down beside him, attempting to take the wine glass from his hand. "Stop drinking!"

He had already polished off an entire bottle of whiskey. If he continued like this, she worried his stomach wouldn’t be able to endure it—his health would suffer.

Suddenly, the glass was snatched away. Anthony Chambers turned his head, glancing at the woman beside him. Amid his blurry vision, a familiar face appeared: Belinda Howard’s.

Looking at that familiar face, his already drunken eyes revealed a deep sorrow.

Suddenly, he leaned toward her, his tear-filled gaze focusing intently on the person in front of him.

This woman—no matter what—had occupied his heart, controlled his thoughts, leaving him incapable of hating or abandoning her, even in his pain.

Noticing the affection in his gaze, Audrey Jenkins stumbled emotionally for a moment, gazing dubiously at him.

The man in front of her was flawless, irresistibly attractive, compelling her to fall for him.

"Belinda..." In his vision, Belinda Howard’s delicate, fair face flickered in and out of view. Anthony Chambers couldn’t restrain himself and murmured her name. The agony in his eyes consumed him mercilessly.

Hearing him murmur that name, Audrey Jenkins froze.

So, he had mistaken her for Belinda Howard.

"Anthony..." She unconsciously called his name softly.

Yet, that tender call brought a faint smile to Anthony Chambers’ drunken face.

Yes, he liked it when she called his name. He preferred it far more to "Brother Luke" — her usual term of endearment for him.

Suddenly, his body tilted, pressing her into the corner of the sofa. His gaze, deep and affectionate, locked onto her. His hand lifted gently, his eyes tracing from her star-like pupils, down to the tip of her nose, and then to her lips...