Divorce Has Never Felt This Good
Chapter 271

Chapter 271

Chapter 271 I Can't Tell You're Scared

Lowell didn't tell his thoughts point blank, but the message he was trying to give had beenpassed.No one was sure what had happened the night five years ago.

That night, both Rory and Becky were drugged, but they never found out who had done it.

They didn’t even have a suspect in mind.

After that night, Rory became very protective of himself.He was so vigilant with strangers that theyfelt his desire to be left alone miles away from him.He never drank anything without making sure itwasn't drugged unless the drink was given by his close friends like Aiken and Keenan.

His parties with Aiken and other friends valued privacy a lot.

Usually, no strangers could approach them.

Last night, he was with his friends too.He was sure he had only taken one sip of the wine.

Wait! He had also drunk the juice handed by Denise.

Last night, while he was getting together with his friends, Denise and her friends happened to bethere as well.

Denise came to him with a glass of juice, saying that she was playing truth or dare.She chose thelatter and asked him to help her because the juice had extra ingredients and she didn't want to drinkit.

Originally, Rory didn't want to help her.

But Denise was his sister, after all.

When she pleaded with him to help her, he finally conceded and took a sip of the juice.

The taste of the juice was terrible.He thought extra ingredients in the juice referred to other kinds ofalcoholic drinks.

Never had he thought that it meant the juice was spiked.

Rory's face darkened as these thoughts rushed into his mind.

Unable to hold back, he dropped his phone, grabbed his car keys, and headed straight for hishome.

It was around midnight, so very few cars were still on the road.иσνєℓєвσσк.¢σмIt was easy for Roryto go as fast as he could without any fear of traffic.He stepped on the gas, and after about twentyminutes, he pulled up in front of the house.

Everyone was already fast asleep at this time.

The house was dead silent, but Rory didn't care.He barged in, turned on the lights and went straightto Denise's room on the fourth floor.

"Denise, come out now!"

Denise was already asleep, but Rory's cold voice was powerful enough to wake her up.

Still feeling sleepy, she got out of bed, opened the door and asked groggily, "Rory? What are youdoing here at this time of the night?"

Rory grabbed her arm and pulled her away from the door.

"Did you drug me?"

As soon as she heard that, Denise became fully awake.A look of guilt flashed on her face, but whenshe saw the look on his face, her eyes filled with fear.

"What are you talking about, Rory?"

Even if it had been just for a second, Rory saw the look of guilt cross her face before she hid it.

As seconds passed and Rory kept staring at her, Denise felt like she was going to explode underhis scrutiny.

She gulped and then looked at him hesitantly.

"Rory, please stop looking at me like that.You're scaring me."

Rory squinted at her and growled, "Oh, I'm scaring you? That's strange coming from you.Reallystrange! How can you be brave enough to drug me and still be scared?"

Denise had never seen this side of Rory.He was her brother, but she was scared of this new personshe was seeing.

Not just that, but she had every reason to be scared, considering the awful things she had done.

A quiet conscience sleeps in thunder.

But she wasn't innocent.She had done something bad.

That made her unable to remain calm.