章節 121: Same pole repulsion

Hugo only felt his head heavy and foggy. He couldn't remember how much alcohol he had drunk last night, nor did he remember how he had come back. He couldn't even remember if he had come back with Joseph and the others or with Uma... Oh, Uma! Hugo seemed to recall something, but quickly felt a splitting headache.

"Damn it."

Hugo muttered quietly, reminding himself of the months he spent overcoming withdrawal symptoms. For Hugo, his mental dependence on drugs was non-existent; the withdrawal was purely a physical struggle, not particularly difficult to endure. He had gritted his teeth and persevered through it. If he really wanted to quit drugs, he knew he would need professional help. However, the way he felt after this hangover made Hugo realize he must seek professional assistance.

"How much did I drink?" Hugo cursed softly, but as soon as the words left his mouth, he startled himself with his own hoarse and rough voice, sounding even scarier than the Big Bad Wolf. Hugo couldn't help but rub his throbbing temples instead of his eyes.

He turned his head and glanced around. Through the slits of his eyes, he confirmed that he was in his own room, and there was no one else in the room now. Could it be that Joseph, Alex, and the others had carried him back yesterday? Hugo struggled to sit up, supporting himself with his arms. As expected, there was nothing on the floor except his clothes. Hugo rubbed his eyes, trying to recall if he had vomited last night, but the blurry memories refused to come together.

"Ah... I think I need a glass of honey water." Hugo felt like there were ten big drums continuously pounding in his head. He uncovered the crumpled and sour-smelling quilt, sat on the edge of the bed, and held his head for a while. The warm hands eased the turmoil in his head slightly. Then Hugo stood up, controlling his somewhat unsteady body, and slowly walked toward the door.

After reaching the door, Hugo started feeling a bit better. He opened the door and walked straight into the bathroom, taking a quick glance at the dining room where two people were sitting. He instinctively waved his hand, then entered the bathroom, eliminating some of the alcohol from his system. He washed his face as well, and his head instantly felt much clearer.

After coming out of the bathroom, Hugo rubbed his temples and said, "Charlize, can you make me a cup of honey water? I have a terrible headache, and I don't know how much I drank last night. How did I come back last night? Was it Joseph...?" When Hugo lifted his head and saw the scene in front of him, his voice involuntarily trailed off, his steps halted, and he had to wobble a bit to regain his balance before stopping. The latter half of his sentence became indistinct, "Help...?"

At the ends of the dining table, Charlize and Uma were sitting, Charlize in her usual pajamas, revealing her delicate shoulders, holding a cup of coffee while leaning against the table edge. Uma, on the other hand, sat across from her, wearing a white shirt and nothing else below... It was clearly Hugo's shirt, and she also held a cup of coffee, crossing her legs seductively on the table, displaying her slender legs.

Due to the large size of the dining table, it resembled a negotiating table—apart from the fact that the marble tabletop didn't quite fit the description. Charlize and Uma seemed like the opposing sides in a business negotiation, facing each other on either side, creating an unexpectedly tense atmosphere that made it hard to breathe.

Hugo had not anticipated such a scene. He didn't even remember Uma coming back with him—this was the second time Uma had spent the night here, but Hugo had no recollection of it whatsoever. And Uma was even wearing Hugo's shirt! Now, fragments of images started to flicker in Hugo's mind, and it seemed that both he and Uma had lost control last night. Indeed, alcohol could make people impulsive.

"Of course!" "No problem!" Charlize and Uma answered simultaneously, bringing Hugo back to his senses. He was taken aback for a moment, and then he realized that they were responding to his earlier request. However, both of them...

At this moment, none of the three noticed that the 'door' to Alex's room had quietly cracked open, and Alex was hiding behind that crack, watching this free theater performance. When he got up in the morning to use the bathroom, he saw Uma and was immediately frightened, retreating back into his room—he hadn't experienced Uma staying overnight before, so today was naturally quite a shock. Now, things were getting interesting.

Charlize looked at Uma and smiled calmly, saying, "This is my house, and I'm more familiar with it, so let me handle it."

Uma also curved her lips into a beautiful arc and said, "It's just honey water. The kettle is already on the stove, and the honey should be in the cabinet. It's not difficult, is it?"

Uma and Charlize looked at each other, smiling and interacting with each other. Hugo frowned as he watched this scene. What on earth was happening? He didn't think the two were arguing over him because he and Charlize were just friends, but this scene before him couldn't be reasonably explained.

Could it be that this is the so-called 'the same poles repel'? Uma invaded Charlize's territory, so Charlize assumed a defensive posture? Hugo furrowed his brow, expressing his inability to understand. The world of women was indeed not easy to comprehend.

"It's just a small gesture." Charlize smiled and continued, getting off the chair and preparing to do it herself.

But to their surprise, Uma also got off the ground and walked over, quickly stopping Charlize. "You made the coffee just now, you've worked hard. Let me handle the honey water." After speaking, she didn't give Charlize a chance to argue and went straight into the kitchen to boil water.

Uma tiptoed and opened the cabinet, and sure enough, she quickly found the honey and skillfully took it down.

Watching Uma's actions, Charlize turned her head and glared at Hugo. Her eyes seemed to emit laser beams, and Hugo immediately felt like he was being targeted. He opened his mouth and formed words with his lips, saying, "You organized it yourself!"

Charlize had an irreversible compulsion. She couldn't stand hidden 'messiness'. All the cabinets and drawers had to be neat, so apart from Hugo and Alex's rooms, all the common spaces were meticulously organized by Charlize, including the bathroom—which caused quite a bit of trouble for the two gentlemen. The kitchen was even more so. Jars of honey, sugar, coffee, and other items were neatly categorized and placed in one cabinet, making it easy to find. Uma probably saw Charlize brewing coffee earlier, so finding the honey naturally wasn't difficult.

Charlize's eyes widened, and her mouth clearly formed each word, "Not for her!"

At this moment, Uma came out again, and Hugo and Charlize immediately returned to normal. Uma walked towards Hugo with a smile and asked, "You drank too much last night, it's strange if you're not hungover today. Come sit on the sofa and rest for a while." Uma then led Hugo to the side of the sofa and gently pushed him down. It was only then that Hugo noticed the magical female superhero costume placed on the sofa. No wonder he didn't see it in his room. But why was it here? It couldn't have been left in the hallway since last night, right...

After asking Hugo to sit down, Uma stood beside him and continued, "You must be hungry now. Let me see if there's anything for breakfast." After saying that, Uma walked quickly towards the refrigerator. However, upon opening it, she found that there wasn't much inside. Uma looked back at Charlize and said, "I'm sorry, is there nothing here that can be made for breakfast?"

"Hugo doesn't usually eat breakfast, and neither do Alex and I," Charlize replied, maintaining a polite smile on her face. It seemed as if she wasn't the one complaining to Hugo just now. This amazed Hugo as he turned to observe the situation—it was the first time he had seen a different side of Charlize.

As soon as Hugo turned his head, he noticed Alex hiding and watching the show from the crack of the door. Alex immediately made a funny face at Hugo, leaving him both amused and bewildered.

Uma didn't notice Hugo's small gesture and stood still, thinking for a moment. "But Hugo is hungover today, so it would be better for him to have something light for breakfast. Charlize, since this is your home and you're more familiar with it, can I trouble you to find something for breakfast?"

Charlize felt an overwhelming urge to roll her eyes. Who was the one just saying, "It shouldn't be difficult"? And now she had to say, "Since this is your home"? It had only been ten seconds. Charlize was sure that she and Uma simply didn't mesh well, without any particular reason, just a woman's intuition.

"Sorry," Charlize shrugged, flashing an apologetic smile. "Besides toast, there isn't much else that can be considered breakfast."

Uma stood there and pondered for a moment. "Well, a toast will do." Then she started bustling around the kitchen. However, it was evident that Uma wasn't someone who cooked regularly. Even just toasting bread made the kitchen a mess, albeit only in terms of things being placed haphazardly. Hugo could already sense Charlize's imminent eruption. Charlize had a severe case of OCD, and it took Hugo and Alex a long time to adapt. He could feel that Charlize's urge to tidy up the kitchen was about to burst forth. The fact was, even if Charlize went back to her room to avoid seeing it, she couldn't suppress her compulsions. So Hugo could imagine Charlize's agony at this moment.

Fortunately, toasting bread wasn't a complicated task, and Uma quickly prepared it. She brought the toast and honey water to the living room and sat next to Hugo. Hugo took the honey water and sat there without looking away.

Seizing the opportunity while Uma was chatting with Hugo, Charlize immediately returned to the kitchen to tidy up, or else she felt like she was about to explode. When everything was organized, and Hugo had nearly finished his breakfast, Charlize contemplated going to her room to avoid any potential conflicts with Uma. But just then, Uma's voice came through, causing Charlize's footsteps to involuntarily freeze, and her back muscles tensed up.

"Hugo, would you invite me as your companion to the premiere of "A Few Good Men" next month?"