Rebirth After Being Betrayed by My Husband (Lily and Ryan) novel Chapter 197

Chapter 197 

Flashback Begins. 

+8 Pearls 

Parker could never forget that night–it was seared into his memory like a permanent mark on his soul. That evening held a profound significance for him, an experience so vivid that it replayed in his mind as if it had happened only yesterday. 

The event that night was a grand singing competition hosted by his company at one of the city’s most prestigious hotels. At the time, Parker was searching for fresh talent, someone with the potential to become the next big star in the music industry. The competition had been designed with that goal in mind: to find a new voice that could be groomed and polished into stardom. 

He wasn’t directly involved in the judging process that evening. Instead, his role was to oversee the final round and make the ultimate decision on which contestant showed the most promise. Until then, he had decided to stay in his hotel room to focus on other pressing work. 

“Call me when the finalists are ready,” he had instructed his secretary. His only task was to evaluate five contestants during the last round and choose the winner. But when the time came, he was informed that one of the finalists had unexpectedly withdrawn. Despite the minor setback, the competition proceeded, and Parker ultimately selected Ricky as the winner–a decision that would later bring significant success to his company. 

After the event concluded, Parker returned to his hotel room. But as he approached his door, he stopped in his tracks. Sitting on the carpeted floor just outside his room was a young woman. Her posture was slouched, and her head was tilted slightly downward as if she were lost in her own world. 

Parker looked around the empty hallway, puzzled. It was late, and there wasn’t a soul in sight except for the two of them. He approached her cautiously, unsure of what to make of the situation. 

“Miss…?” he called out, his voice gentle yet firm. 

The girl didn’t respond. She remained seated, her head lowered, as if she hadn’t heard him at all. 

“Miss?” he tried again, this time a little louder. 

Still no response. Concerned, Parker crouched down to her level and reached out to gently shake her hand. “Miss, are you alright?” 

The young woman finally looked up, and the sight of her face took Parker’s breath away. Her features were delicate and innocent, framed by tousled hair that only added to her charm. But what truly captivated him were her eyes–bright, playful, and filled with an inexplicable warmth. 

To his surprise, she giggled softly and tilted her head, studying him with a curious expression. “Hey, Mister… you’re pretty handsome,” she teased, her tone light and slightly slurred. “Are you a celebrity?” 

Parker blinked in surprise, a small chuckle escaping his lips. “No, I’m not a celebrity,” he replied, shaking his head. 

Her lips formed a pout, and she tilted her head again. “Not a celebrity? Then… who are you?” 

Parker noticed the faint flush on her cheeks and reached out to touch her forehead. She wasn’t warm, nor did she smell of alcohol. Yet, something about her behavior seemed… off. 

“Miss, are you feeling alright?” he asked gently. “What’s your name? Do you know where your room is? 

Should I call someone to help you?” 

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Chapter 197 

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The girl’s gaze wandered for a moment before she pointed at his door and said, “Room? This is my room… She tried to stand up but wobbled unsteadily, prompting Parker to spring into action. 

“Careful,” he said, catching her arm to help her balance. 

As he steadied her, his confusion deepened. She wasn’t drunk, nor did she appear to be ill. Yet her actions were so uncharacteristic of someone fully aware of their surroundings. Parker frowned, unsure of what to do next. 

What was this girl doing here? And more importantly, who was she? 

When Parker was trying to figure out what to do, he noticed the young woman had slumped against his shoulder, completely unconscious. Panic set in as he gently shook her, trying to wake her up, but she didn’t respond. Realizing there was no other choice, he decided to carry her into his room and call a doctor. 

Carefully laying her down on the bed, he tried once more to rouse her, but there was still no reaction. Sighing, he pulled out his phone and dialed a doctor, giving them the hotel address. Just as he was explaining the situation, he heard movement behind him. 

Thinking the girl might have woken up, he turned, only to freeze in shock. His phone slipped from his hand and hit the floor as his jaw dropped. The girl, seemingly unaware of her surroundings, was fumbling with her clothes, already halfway undressed. 

Parker’s face flushed, and he swallowed hard. He knew he should look away, but his eyes seemed glued to the sight of her delicate, graceful form. Snapping himself out of his stupor, he closed his eyes tightly and took a deep breath to calm his racing thoughts. Gathering his resolve, he approached her, focusing solely on her face. 

“Miss, please stop,” he said, his voice firm but gentle, as he tried to cover her with the bedsheet. 

Before he could act further, she suddenly shoved him back with surprising strength. Her earlier frailty was gone, replaced by an almost wild energy. 

“Stop!” he shouted, trying once more to shield her with the sheet. But instead of calming down, she lunged at him like a whirlwind, her hands grabbing at him, her lips dangerously close. 

Parker’s mind raced. He knew this wasn’t right–this girl wasn’t in her senses. He should stop her, protect her, and ensure nothing inappropriate happened. But his self–control wavered. The closeness, the feel of her against him, and the way she looked at him all tested his limits. 

A fierce battle raged within him: his conscience against his desires. In the end, he gave in. 

Hours later, the room was quiet. The girl lay asleep in his arms, her face serene and peaceful. Parker gazed down at her, his emotions a tangled mess. He gently brushed a strand of hair from her face and kissed her forehead. 

He knew what had happened was wrong. He should have stopped her, should have been stronger. But beyond the guilt, another realization hit him–he had fallen for her. Completely and irreversibly. 

“I’ll make this right,” he whispered to himself. “I’ll find out who you are, win your heart, and take care of you.” 

Parker drifted off to sleep, his mind filled with thoughts of their future together. 

But when he woke the next morning, he reached out, only to find the bed empty. Startled, he sat up and looked around the room. She was gone.