Chapter 216 Calling Her Name

The annual meeting was set for the following evening, leaving everyone free to enjoy the first day.

The salty sea breeze was invigorating, and Meryl quickly swapped her travel clothes for a breezy beach dress as soon as she checked into the hotel.

The main group was arriving by high-speed train and wouldn’t get there until the afternoon. Meryl decided to take advantage of the quiet and explore the beach while it was still relatively empty.

But just as she opened her door, she was surprised to find Chandler standing there.

He was a far cry from his usual suited self, dressed casually in a plain white t-shirt, exuding a laid-back vibe.

It looked like he was about to knock.

Meryl instinctively glanced around, relieved to see no familiar faces.

She tried to pull Chandler inside quickly, but he didn’t move.

With a frown, he asked, “Are we married or just sneaking around like an illicit affair?”

To avoid any gossip about their relationship, they had booked separate rooms for this trip, a decision Chandler had grumbled about incessantly.

Sensing his irritation, Meryl hurriedly explained, “I just didn’t want our colleagues to know I’m your wife. It might complicate things at work…”

Chandler pulled her closer, hooking his finger around hers. “Do you plan to keep it a secret forever?"

“You worry too much,” he said, tapping her forehead gently. “Everyone at Kingsdom knows I married you. It’s only a matter of time before they all find out.”

He had a point.

Meryl mulled it over for a few seconds before sighing, “Alright, let’s just let things happen naturally.”

Chandler’s lips curved into a smile as he slipped an arm around her shoulders. “So, tonight, are you coming to my room, or am I going to yours?”

The implication in his words was unmistakable, making Meryl’s fingers tremble slightly and her cheeks turn pink.

Chandler smelled freshly showered, a pleasant mix of his body wash’s minty scent.

Meryl took a deep breath, savoring it.

“I’ll… come to your room,” she whispered.

His smile widened, and at this moment, she felt like a lamb walking into a wolf’s den.

His eyes stayed fixed on her. “What time?”

“Ten o’clock?”

“Alright. If you’re not there by ten, I’ll come get you.”

Meryl’s cheeks turned bright red, the blush spreading to the tips of her ears.

When the elevator reached the lobby, Chandler wrapped his arm around her and led her out to the beach.

As they passed a glass window, Dalton, who was dining inside, froze mid-bite.

His eyes trailed after them as they walked away.

Next to him, Lydia noticed his distraction and felt a twinge of jealousy.

She tugged at his sleeve and said, “Dalton, it looks like Chandler and Meryl are getting along really well. They must be heading for a beach stroll. Why don’t we go too later?”

Dalton’s expression darkened.

He quickly finished his spaghetti and set down his fork.

“No, I’m going back to the room to get some rest.”

Work had been exhausting lately, and coupled with sleepless nights, Dalton was worn out.

Lydia followed him back to their room.

As soon as they were inside, she hugged him from behind, her hands lightly pressing against his stomach.

“Honey…”

Dalton knew what she wanted, but he just wasn’t in the mood.

He gently pulled her hands away and turned to face her. “Lydia, not now. I really need to rest.”

Lydia bit her lip and looked up at him. “Do you even care about me? You don’t like me, do you?”

Dalton sighed and rubbed his temples. “Why would you think that?”

“Because the other night, you called out Meryl’s name!”