My Great Escape Led Me to You novel Chapter 177

Just as Andrew Lane had said, she didn’t have an invitation.

This charity gala was reserved for the city’s elite—old-money families and high society. In both her previous life and this one, the Lane family had never allowed her to attend such events.

Officially, they claimed it was so she could focus on her studies.

But everyone knew the truth: it was their way of making it clear she wasn’t really a Lane.

If Grandpa Kevin found out she was here, it’d only be a matter of time before she was thrown out.

She hadn’t even seen Amelia Lane’s face tonight.

Let alone clear her name in the whole barbecue stall fiasco.

Emily Blair quickly turned away, pressing her back to the door, her eyes fixed on the man lounging on the sofa.

Andrew Lane sat with his eyes closed, his long fingers pressed to his brow, pinching the spot between his eyes.

Emily’s gaze flickered, then she lowered her lashes.

“I…” Her voice faltered. She’d just been arguing with Andrew Lane, and now—

“Is it alright if I stay here for a bit?” she asked, her tone hesitant. “I’ll leave soon, I promise.”

Andrew Lane rubbed his brow as if he hadn’t heard her, showing no sign he’d registered her request.

Emily bit her lip, forcing herself to stay put in the entryway.

He massaged his temples now, looking utterly exhausted.

Emily’s eyes darted around the room, searching for anything to focus on, until she spotted the half-full wine glass on the coffee table. The deep red liquid caught the light.

A memory flickered through her mind.

It had been so long, she’d almost forgotten.

Andrew had a peculiar weakness: sometimes, after drinking, he’d get terrible headaches.

And he was having one now.

Emily dropped her gaze, feeling exposed.

In her previous life, once she’d learned about Andrew’s headaches, she’d often bring him a bowl of restorative broth after social events, carefully tailoring the flavor to suit his tastes.

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