PopularNovelClarence slid into the seat next to Christine with a casual flair, signaling the bartender for another round.
"Honestly, chatting with him is a drag. Sharing a drink with a beautiful lady like you is way more interesting."
Christine, however, wished she was alone, specifically without Clarence for company.
How utterly boring.
Clarence, oblivious to her disinterest, even went as far as to share a moment in their group chat.
"Running into each other two days in a row, if that's not fate, what is?" he typed, adding a photo of Christine
sipping her drink.
Gregory was too busy to glance at his phone at that moment.
But Dailey took a quick look.
Recognizing the background in Christine's photo, he stood up, made his way towards the door but then, with a
heavy heart, turned back around. Christine had made it clear she wanted nothing to do with him. Why chase
after rejection? Feeling uncomfortable with her drink, Christine found an excuse to slip away.
Once home, sleep eluded her, so she opened another bottle of wine.
Browsing through social media out of sheer boredom, she stumbled upon Clarence's recent post.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Cephalosporin with alcohol, straight to heaven. Big thanks to the bro for the eye-opener."
Anyone familiar with their circle could tell he was referring to Dailey.
At that moment, Christine wondered if the medication she had someone run to get included cephalosporin. She
hoped not to be blamed for any mishaps! Little did she know, Clarence's post was just a jest.
Despite his fury, Dailey wouldn't be foolish enough to end his life over it. He hadn't taken his medication and
passed out from mixing it with alcohol.
Clarence had to take him to the hospital to get him on an IV, after which he posted a photo with Dailey.
Christine clicked on the image. Seeing Dailey's pale face and even paler lips on the hospital bed stirred
something in her.
On impulse, she changed clothes and took a cab to the hospital.
Half an hour later, she arrived at Dailey's room, only to hear a soft, tender voice inside.
Peeking through the slightly ajar door, she saw Dailey's first love feeding him porridge.
Christine scoffed at herself and threw the porridge she brought into the trash.
Back home, she collapsed on the sofa.
She felt cheap.
He had kissed her forcefully, and while she was angry, part of her wondered if it meant he cared about her in
sway.
He had called her when he was sick, asking her to buy medication. Perhaps, he was interested in more.
But then...
What a hypocrite.
Damn playboy.
Vista Town had been drenched in rain for three days straight, finally bringing an end to the scorching heat.
After the White Dew season, it had cooled down significantly.
My birthday and my child's hundred-day celebration were approaching.
Christine had planned the party in a grassy outdoor area.
Luckily, the weather was perfect that day.
"Auntie!"
Ike crunning over. "Where's Mira?"
Ever since he met Mira, he's been asking about her. But with schoot and extracurricular classes, he's been quite
busy. It had been a while since they last saw each other.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm| pointed towards the back. "Go find your aunt."
Ike immediately scampered off towards my mother with his little short legs.
Edith approached with a gift in hand. "Gregory could probably get his hands on all kinds of rare treasures from
around the world, so | opted for something more practical. | went to the church to get this for you; it's supposed
to keep you safe. Also,
here's a check, buy whatever you
want with it."
| accepted it, feeling the check and knowing something was off.
"It's a blank check," Edith explained. "Don't worry, it's on your uncle."
| couldn't help but laugh, thrilled. "Then I'm definitely writing a big number!"
"As long as you're happy," she said
gy, her attention shift aid
"Oh, this is going to be
inting."
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Following the direction of Edith's gaze, my mood instantly soured. Pubfuture
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