The Ex-Wife They Begged To Keep - Chapter 136: Chapter 136
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Keith didn't really understand the complexities of relationships.
Fortunately, Keith was still willing to learn. Now that he'd finally recognized his feelings for Serena, he figured he had an advantage through his connection with Alyssa—being close to the action, so to speak.
He had to make a real effort to do right by his feelings.
When Serena opened her eyes again, her head felt like someone had clubbed her with a brick the night before.
She couldn't help rubbing her temples as she groggily reached for her phone on the nightstand, only to discover it was barely past five in the morning.
"How did I get so wasted?" Serena croaked, her voice entirely shot.
But she didn't have time to dwell on that because memories from the previous night flooded back like a tidal wave. 'You bastard! What are you doing in my house? Are you supposed to be my husband or something?'
Serena buried her face in her hands under the covers, wishing she could just disappear from the face of the earth rather than face Keith later. 'How could I have gotten so drunk that I said all those weird and inappropriate things to him?'
She had no idea how she would look him in the eye now.
Getting out of bed, she felt uncomfortable, but still managed to wash up quickly and change clothes. When she exited her room, she found the new nanny, Sophia Rowe, had arrived.
"Good morning, Ms. Gray," Sophia turned around, carrying a bowl of hangover soup from the kitchen. "Mr. Brannon said you were drunk and might feel rough this morning, so he texted me late last night asking me to come early and make this for you."
Sophia's smile was gentle and warm. Keith's thoughtfulness only embarrassed Serena, so she quickly thanked her and downed the soup.
Serena said, "Well, I should head to work now."
Sophia quickly stopped her. "Ms. Gray, you haven't had breakfast yet. Why don't you wait a little longer? The oatmeal will be ready soon."
"No, thanks."
Even though it seemed a bit early to go to the office, Serena didn't want to face Keith right now.
She was far too mortified—if he brought up what happened last night, she wouldn't know what to say.
So Sophia watched as Serena hurried out the door, still looking puzzled.
Half an hour later, Keith woke up and exited his room. The door to Serena's room stood open, the bed already made with military precision.
Serena was nowhere to be found.
"Mr. Brannon, good morning," Sophia emerged from the kitchen, noticing where his gaze had landed. She quickly explained, "Ms. Gray left for work about thirty minutes ago."
"Work?" Keith's brow furrowed slightly. The realization hit him—Serena was avoiding him. His heart sank. 'She must have figured out how I feel about her. She doesn't want to deal with it, so she's running away.'
He said, "Got it. Thanks for looking after Alyssa today. I'll get ready and head out too."
"Aren't you having breakfast at home either, Mr. Brannon?"
Sophia's reminder made Keith pause. Serena never skipped meals—she was religious about her routine. Today, she'd fled so fast to avoid him that she hadn't eaten.
"No, I'm good." Keith's expression darkened.
Meanwhile, Serena sat in her office, staring at the duplicate files from yesterday, though her mind kept wandering.
She wondered, 'What will Keith think when he wakes up and realizes what happened?'
Last night, he'd seen her at her most vulnerable and embarrassing, utterly different from her usual composed self.
Serena couldn't help but take a deep breath and close her eyes.
She was never drinking in front of anyone again—especially not Keith!
"Seri, you look terrible," her colleague said, walking over with her bag slung over her shoulder. She studied Serena with concern. "Are you feeling sick?"
Serena quickly snapped back to attention and shook her head. "I probably just didn't sleep well last night. Did Mr. Brannon come in today?"
Her colleague nodded, then made a face like she'd just dodged a bullet, patting her chest dramatically. "I ran into him in the elevator just now, and he looked like he was in a terrible mood."
She added, "We'd better keep our heads down and work today instead of slacking off, or we'll be in deep trouble if Mr. Brannon notices!" With that, her colleague returned to her desk and went straight to work.
'Bad mood? It must be because of how out of line I was last night—that's why Keith is angry today.' Serena felt even more guilty.
Several people walked into the design department a few moments later, carrying bags of breakfast items.
"Mr. Brannon's treating everyone to breakfast today. There's all kinds of stuff, so come take a look."
The office erupted in cheers. Serena looked puzzled as her colleagues pulled her over, and she could see that Keith had bought from an expensive breakfast place.
"Mr. Brannon is so generous! He does these employee perks every now and then. For once, us working folks get to feel spoiled!"
Her coworkers were full of praise. Serena didn't want to stand out, and besides, she hadn't eaten breakfast that morning and didn't want to keep starving.
She grabbed a few sandwiches and a cup of soy milk before returning to her desk.
After she left, James quietly noted. 'Ms. Gray likes sandwiches and soy milk for breakfast.'
Back at her workstation, Serena ate her breakfast silently, but the more she thought about it, the worse she felt. 'I caused Keith so much trouble last night, and now I'm just sitting here eating the breakfast he bought like nothing happened?'
With that thought, Serena sighed quietly and decided to find Keith during lunch break to explain herself.
All those harsh words she'd said last night weren't directed at Keith at all—she'd just been bottling up too much frustration lately, and alcohol had given her the excuse to let it all out. She felt genuinely sorry for dragging Keith into it.
During lunch break, Serena made a memorable trip to buy afternoon tea from a place outside the company known for its excellent taste, then headed up to the executive office on the top floor.
"Mr. Brannon?" Serena stepped into the office and found Keith frowning at his computer screen, which made her approach more cautiously than usual.
Seeing Serena's unexpected arrival, Keith cleared his throat and set aside his work.
"I brought you some afternoon tea—it's terrific." Serena felt awkward but pushed forward with her apology. "Sorry about last night. I was being a drunk mess, so please don't take anything I said to heart."
'So she'd come to apologize.' Keith thought. He hadn't been angry about Serena's drunken behavior at all.
Fortunately, Keith was still willing to learn. Now that he'd finally recognized his feelings for Serena, he figured he had an advantage through his connection with Alyssa—being close to the action, so to speak.
He had to make a real effort to do right by his feelings.
When Serena opened her eyes again, her head felt like someone had clubbed her with a brick the night before.
She couldn't help rubbing her temples as she groggily reached for her phone on the nightstand, only to discover it was barely past five in the morning.
"How did I get so wasted?" Serena croaked, her voice entirely shot.
But she didn't have time to dwell on that because memories from the previous night flooded back like a tidal wave. 'You bastard! What are you doing in my house? Are you supposed to be my husband or something?'
Serena buried her face in her hands under the covers, wishing she could just disappear from the face of the earth rather than face Keith later. 'How could I have gotten so drunk that I said all those weird and inappropriate things to him?'
She had no idea how she would look him in the eye now.
Getting out of bed, she felt uncomfortable, but still managed to wash up quickly and change clothes. When she exited her room, she found the new nanny, Sophia Rowe, had arrived.
"Good morning, Ms. Gray," Sophia turned around, carrying a bowl of hangover soup from the kitchen. "Mr. Brannon said you were drunk and might feel rough this morning, so he texted me late last night asking me to come early and make this for you."
Sophia's smile was gentle and warm. Keith's thoughtfulness only embarrassed Serena, so she quickly thanked her and downed the soup.
Serena said, "Well, I should head to work now."
Sophia quickly stopped her. "Ms. Gray, you haven't had breakfast yet. Why don't you wait a little longer? The oatmeal will be ready soon."
"No, thanks."
Even though it seemed a bit early to go to the office, Serena didn't want to face Keith right now.
She was far too mortified—if he brought up what happened last night, she wouldn't know what to say.
So Sophia watched as Serena hurried out the door, still looking puzzled.
Half an hour later, Keith woke up and exited his room. The door to Serena's room stood open, the bed already made with military precision.
Serena was nowhere to be found.
"Mr. Brannon, good morning," Sophia emerged from the kitchen, noticing where his gaze had landed. She quickly explained, "Ms. Gray left for work about thirty minutes ago."
"Work?" Keith's brow furrowed slightly. The realization hit him—Serena was avoiding him. His heart sank. 'She must have figured out how I feel about her. She doesn't want to deal with it, so she's running away.'
He said, "Got it. Thanks for looking after Alyssa today. I'll get ready and head out too."
"Aren't you having breakfast at home either, Mr. Brannon?"
Sophia's reminder made Keith pause. Serena never skipped meals—she was religious about her routine. Today, she'd fled so fast to avoid him that she hadn't eaten.
"No, I'm good." Keith's expression darkened.
Meanwhile, Serena sat in her office, staring at the duplicate files from yesterday, though her mind kept wandering.
She wondered, 'What will Keith think when he wakes up and realizes what happened?'
Last night, he'd seen her at her most vulnerable and embarrassing, utterly different from her usual composed self.
Serena couldn't help but take a deep breath and close her eyes.
She was never drinking in front of anyone again—especially not Keith!
"Seri, you look terrible," her colleague said, walking over with her bag slung over her shoulder. She studied Serena with concern. "Are you feeling sick?"
Serena quickly snapped back to attention and shook her head. "I probably just didn't sleep well last night. Did Mr. Brannon come in today?"
Her colleague nodded, then made a face like she'd just dodged a bullet, patting her chest dramatically. "I ran into him in the elevator just now, and he looked like he was in a terrible mood."
She added, "We'd better keep our heads down and work today instead of slacking off, or we'll be in deep trouble if Mr. Brannon notices!" With that, her colleague returned to her desk and went straight to work.
'Bad mood? It must be because of how out of line I was last night—that's why Keith is angry today.' Serena felt even more guilty.
Several people walked into the design department a few moments later, carrying bags of breakfast items.
"Mr. Brannon's treating everyone to breakfast today. There's all kinds of stuff, so come take a look."
The office erupted in cheers. Serena looked puzzled as her colleagues pulled her over, and she could see that Keith had bought from an expensive breakfast place.
"Mr. Brannon is so generous! He does these employee perks every now and then. For once, us working folks get to feel spoiled!"
Her coworkers were full of praise. Serena didn't want to stand out, and besides, she hadn't eaten breakfast that morning and didn't want to keep starving.
She grabbed a few sandwiches and a cup of soy milk before returning to her desk.
After she left, James quietly noted. 'Ms. Gray likes sandwiches and soy milk for breakfast.'
Back at her workstation, Serena ate her breakfast silently, but the more she thought about it, the worse she felt. 'I caused Keith so much trouble last night, and now I'm just sitting here eating the breakfast he bought like nothing happened?'
With that thought, Serena sighed quietly and decided to find Keith during lunch break to explain herself.
All those harsh words she'd said last night weren't directed at Keith at all—she'd just been bottling up too much frustration lately, and alcohol had given her the excuse to let it all out. She felt genuinely sorry for dragging Keith into it.
During lunch break, Serena made a memorable trip to buy afternoon tea from a place outside the company known for its excellent taste, then headed up to the executive office on the top floor.
"Mr. Brannon?" Serena stepped into the office and found Keith frowning at his computer screen, which made her approach more cautiously than usual.
Seeing Serena's unexpected arrival, Keith cleared his throat and set aside his work.
"I brought you some afternoon tea—it's terrific." Serena felt awkward but pushed forward with her apology. "Sorry about last night. I was being a drunk mess, so please don't take anything I said to heart."
'So she'd come to apologize.' Keith thought. He hadn't been angry about Serena's drunken behavior at all.
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