A Night with Her Cruel Mate novel Chapter 6

Terence suddenly felt like his woman was coveted by other people.

That wasn’t at all a nice feeling. In fact, it made him very uncomfortable.

"If you’re worried about her, you can just go there and check on her," said Nelson. He and Terence had grown up together ever since they were nothing but children. He knew almost everything about Terence, including what happened between Terence and Julia.

He could tell that Terence had feelings for Julia; it was just that Terence refused to admit it.

"She’s just a defenseless woman. It isn’t safe for her to get drunk in a bar like this," Nelson said. "No matter you like her or not, she’s still your wife..."

"She isn’t!" Terence grumpily cut him off. Even after hearing what Nelson said, he had no intention of going to Julia. "We’ve signed our divorce papers last night. From that moment on, she’s just a stranger to me.

Besides, I don't want to have a wife who can't even behave herself. It’s a common knowledge that a bar isn’t a safe place for a lone woman—she should’ve known better than to come here to drink alone."

'And in such a revealing dress at that,' he thought.

"You are as stubborn as a mule." Nelson heaved a deep sigh.

Terence grasped Nelson's arm and said, "Didn't you say you want to drink? Let’s drink then. Why on earth are you wasting your breath to speak on her behalf?"

Terence originally thought that he would be much more at ease after Julia signed the divorce papers, but things didn’t go as he wished. Now, her indifferent expression always emerged in his mind every time he closed his eyes.

He even began to wonder if she’d made herself sexually available for other men.

After all, the entertainment circle was such an adversely influential environment that only very few women in that circle could stay faithful to one man. Although he looked calm on the surface, all kinds of speculations already started to bud in his mind. Maybe, she had treated her body as an instrument that she could exchange for opportunities and roles.

Terence felt a sharp pang of pain pierce through his chest. The mere notion that she might’ve had sex with countless men left him hopeless and heartbroken.

Such a deceitful, unscrupulous woman deserved neither his concern nor his love.

Terence seemed to be absent-minded, but he didn’t stop drinking. Nevertheless, every joke his friends made seemed to never enter his ears. He sat quietly with a bottle of wine in his hand. His mind had long wandered off to where Julia was.

On the other side of the bar, Julia’s situation wasn’t much better—she was practically completely intoxicated. She staggered to her feet but then tripped over a cocktail table. Just as she was about to fall, however, a pair of hands swiftly caught her waist.

She looked up and saw the face of an unfamiliar man.

"Let go!" Julia was drunk, but she still had a trace of rationality left. The man was handsome, but she could see that he was the indulgent type at a glance. Presumably, he was either a man looking for a sugar momma or a man who liked to have affairs outside. In any case, he wasn’t anything good.

"Miss, you’re drunk. Let me drive you home." He’d noticed Julia from the moment he entered the bar. In this bustling place, she sat in the corner and drank by herself as if she was trying to drown her sorrow. She looked beautiful, lonely, and sad. Such a fragile figure in this kind of sinful place instantly attracted his attention.

Many of the men around talked and fantasized about her, but no one dared to step forward. Since none of them had the guts to come to her, he took the lead.

There was no way he would give such a woman a miss. After all, she was the most ravishing woman he’d ever seen.

"I said let go!" Julia said through gritted teeth.