My Two Billionaire Husbands: A Plan for Revenge-Chapter 21: A Different Side of Him

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"Are you drinking?" Ric asked, raising an eyebrow as well when he noticed the bottle in Cammy’s hand.

"Yes, I am. So what?" Cammy snapped, rolling her eyes in annoyance.

"Whoa, relax. I’m not here to stop you or judge you. You should’ve told me—I could’ve brought something better," Ric replied calmly.

"I like the taste of it regardless of the price. What are you even doing here, and how did you get my address?" Cammy asked, her voice marked with irritation. She had planned to be alone, but now this man was not letting her.

Ric smiled, lifting his hands to show the paper bag he was carrying and nodding toward the box he had placed against the wall. "Ellie called me to borrow some pillows and a comforter for you. I was already at my penthouse since my aunt mentioned your plans to renovate the apartment, so I thought I’d help out. But when Ellie told me you were planning to sleep here tonight, I brought some food and the things she was borrowing."

"Oh, alright then. Come in," Cammy said, pushing the door open wider and motioning for Ric to enter.

"Okaaay..." Ric muttered, taking in the mess that Cammy had unknowingly created.

An empty soju bottle and two unopened bottles littered the floor, newspapers were scattered everywhere, and when he peeked through the open door, he noticed her chaotic attempt at painting on the wall.

"I see you’re trying to draw a tree on this wall, so I’m guessing this is Dylan’s room?" Ric asked.

Cammy slumped to the floor and began unpacking the food from the paper bags. "Yes, I suppose so. He always wanted a jungle-themed room, but Duncan insisted on a space theme, saying Dylan should dream big like becoming an astronaut or something," she replied without looking up from what she was doing.

"I see... I’ll help you turn this room into a jungle theme then," Ric offered.

"Are you sure about that?"

"Yes, but we’ll need to repaint this wall. Your masterpiece here is leaning more toward a haunted swamp than a jungle," Ric joked, making Cammy chuckle.

"Sure, I’ll cover that up. I only need one tree since the room is small. That shouldn’t take too long, right? I want to finish it tonight, there’s more to paint."

"Maybe four hours? The paint needs time to dry. By the way are you really not going to head back to the resort tonight?" Ric asked.

"No. I’m staying here, so you’ll need to leave after the painting’s done," Cammy replied bluntly, her mood was clearly sour.

"Are you kicking me out already?" Ric teased, trying to lighten the mood. freēnovelkiss.com

Cammy sighed heavily. "I’m sorry, Ric, but I decided to stay here because I wanted to be alone."

"I understand... In that case, how about we use a wall sticker instead of painting a tree? It’ll take much less time and will look better, don’t you think?" Ric suggested.

Cammy’s eyes lit up at the idea. "You’re right! Why didn’t I think of that before? But I still need to find the right sticker, so maybe we should just paint it for now, and I’ll order the sticker online and add it later."

"Are you still going to kick me out after I just gave you such a great idea?" Ric asked with a grin.

"Look, I’m in a terrible mood right now. I just want to be alone and drink until I pass out."

"But wouldn’t it be better to have a drinking buddy? Come on, let’s have a drink together. We’ve never done that before. Just one drink—consider it your payment to me for helping with the painting so you won’t feel indebted." Ric knew Cammy well; she always preferred to repay someone for their help.

Cammy bit her inner cheek, staring at Ric as she weighed her options. She wanted to say no, but his help would speed up the painting, and they could move in before Dylan started going to school.

With a deep sigh, Cammy relented, "Fine, you can stay and drink with me, but you’re not sleeping here. You have to leave once we’re done."

Ric grinned and sat down in front of Cammy, grabbing a box of food. "Let’s eat first, then we can get to painting."

After a few hours...

By eight in the evening, they had finished painting not only Dylan’s room but the entire apartment’s interior. They stepped back and admired their work.

"Wow, I didn’t think this was possible. I thought it would take me three days to finish everything. Thank you, Ric!"

"Anytime. You see, I can be very useful to you, all you have to do is ask and I’ll come to you. Come on let’s clean up. I brought some extra shirts, I figured you didn’t have any change of clothes since this was not planned."

"You did?" Cammy was surprised by his thoughtfulness. It was the first time Ric had done something that didn’t annoy her. She had always seen him as arrogant and full of himself, but tonight, she was seeing a different side of him.

"There are only two bottles left. Want to get more?" Cammy offered, thinking it would be a good way to reward Ric for his hard work.

"I didn’t know you were such a drinker, Cammy," Ric teased.

"Is that a turn-off?" she joked back, unaware of how it would resonate with him.

"Nothing about you could ever turn me off, Cammy. Remember that... I saw a convenience store on my way here, I’ll go grab some more. You can start cleaning up while I’m gone."

Cammy nodded and, as soon as Ric left the apartment, she checked the bag he had brought. Just when she thought all Ric could do was irritate her and brag about himself, a gentle smile appeared on her face as she saw what was inside the bag.

"Maybe I was wrong about you all this time, Ric..." Cammy murmured.