Chapter 197 Meeting Him One Last Time
“Why should I call him? Aaron, you know how I love you. I want to explain what happened that day to you. Vincent and I are not married for real. Why don’t you listen? Do you know how I have gotten through these days? I miss you every day! I miss you when I eat and do experiments, and I dream of you every night. Aaron, please! Give me one last chance! I don’t want to break up with you. I’m living in hell. And I feel heartbroken at the thought of you…”
When I suddenly felt a sting in my heart, I pressed my chest, weakly leaned against the cold bar counter, and let my tears fall on it, saying, “Please, don’t ignore me. I felt dying now…”
Suddenly, someone gently touched my cheek and wiped the tears off my face. I froze for a moment and unconsciously tightened my grip on the phone. When I slowly opened my eyes, I gradually saw the person’s face. It was a woman instead of Aaron that was standing in front of me.
Cinder gently wiped my tears with a tissue and asked, “Olive, how much beer have you drunk?”
She helplessly asked the waiter to take away all the beer on my table and snatched the mobile phone stuck to my ear.
I was startled and subconsciously try to grab it, saying, “I’m still talking with Aaron on the phone!”
She slightly frowned, unlocked my phone, and held it in front of my eyes, saying, “Look! The talk time is a minute and a half! He has long hung up on you!”
Hearing her words, I could not deceive myself any longer. So, I sat still in a daze, feeling like the little match girl. After I struggled to light the last match, I watched it being blown out by a chilly wind.
Overwhelmed by despair, I opened my mouth but found it difficult to breathe. I did not understand it. He had loved me so much before. Why didn’t he want to listen to my explanation? Why had he suddenly become
no longer love me now? If
burst into tears, Cinder sighed, stepped forward, and gently held my trembling shoulders, saying, “You shouldn’t
feelings. After all, there was no such thing as a faucet. At the thought of
tears off my face, and indiscriminately reached out to get the beer on the table. But
asked, “What do
in a hoarse voice,
must not drink anymore. You’ve drunk a lot. If you continue, I’m
so I did not care about stomach problems but just wanted to
is broken. Cinder, I feel so tight in my chest that I can’t breathe. Only alcohol can temporarily kill the pain. Please let me get drunk!”
was too cruel for me to soberly face
beer. Then, she comforted me, saying, “Fine! You can drink! But I hope you can pull yourself together as
of men, but there was only one Aaron. After dating him, I could not fall in love with other men anymore. But he did
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me now.
I had drunk. When I woke up, I was in Cinder’s guest bedroom. The sunlight outside
ten, so Cinder