He sat up lazily, looking at her with a blushed face and squinting eyes. “Sarah, you mean you want to lay all your cards on the table? And then? What do you want to do next?” He smiled ironically.
Sarah’s eyelashes trembled slightly as if her mood changed with it. This previously handsome man in front of her looked so mean today. She started to see that Charles wasn't perfect. In fact, he was far from perfect, but why did she love him so much? Why?
She said in a cold tone. “Aren’t you telling me everything? Or you did so many bad things, and now you don't dare to tell me?”
Charles stood up and wobbled toward her. Still squinting his eyes, he stared at her and smiled evilly like a libertine. He reached out his hands to touch Sarah’s chin, but she turned around immediately with indifference.
His hands stayed in the air. Dumbfounded, he rubbed his hands together as if he relished the temperature of her soft skin. He smiled, lifting his eyebrows. “Sarah, who are you? A noble lady? Why should I explain anything to you?”
Sarah turned around and looked at him, eyes filling with pain and disbelief. She didn’t know this guy who was standing in front of her. His expression and words were unfamiliar to her and coming from a stranger, not her beloved husband.
Getting herself together, she said with a calm tone. “Charles, don’t you remember? I'm your wife, we just got married a few days ago. Or is marriage only a game for you? You mean you can have or abandon me whenever you like?”
Out of exhaustion or maybe because he was drunk, Charles seemed to have completely lost consciousness. “Marriage?” He drunkenly looked at Sarah. “What is marriage? Is it good? Or is it just a paper? Do you think we must be together after registering? Sarah, did you really think I would be with one woman all of my life? Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!” He laughed loudly.
Sarah was losing control. The more she looked at him, the stranger she felt. Her tone became more and more indifferent. “Is it true or not? Charles, I don't remember you saying those words. I prefer to believe that you are raving at me, wanted to prove yourself, all right?”
Charles still laughed and stared at her, ironically, “Drunk? No, I'm wide awake. I have never been drunk. So, you think I was raving? There's a word called… Hic… ” He started to hiccup. “In wine lies the truth. Don’t you know it?”
Sarah nodded and suddenly felt it unnecessary for her to continue talking. He had a clear mind, although he was drunk. Perhaps he knew what he was talking about. What did he mean?
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