Just as Lucas stepped into the bustling hall, he seemed to snap out of his daze.
“Let go of me! I’m not drunk. I can still drink,” Lucas insisted, shaking off the two people supporting him.
Chloe approached him. “Can you walk? If you can, then walk on your own. I’ll take you home.”
Lucas squinted at Chloe with bleary eyes for a moment before suddenly stepping forward and pulling her into a tight embrace. His voice broke with emotion.
“Chloe-bear, I’ve missed you so much!”
Chloe was taken aback. Her body went rigid, her back stiff. It wasn't the sudden hug that startled her, but the way he called her "Chloe-bear." He hadn't addressed her like that in years.
A pang of unexpected sadness surged through her. Lucas clung to her and started to sob like a child, his shoulders trembling.
“Chloe-bear, why did you leave me? Why?”
Chloe was dazed for a moment but quickly snapped back to reality. Lucas was definitely drunk and spouting nonsense.
“Lucas, look at me. I’m Chloe, not Linda,” she said, patting his back.
“Chloe-bear, you can’t leave me. Everyone else can look down on me, but not you. You can’t despise me. I’m like this because of you. It's all because of you. How could you be so heartless?”
Chloe was bewildered but sensed there was more to his words. Maybe she could uncover why Linda had driven a wedge between them.
“There, there. I won’t leave you,” Chloe comforted him softly. “Tell me, what happened? Why are you saying these things?”
Meanwhile, on the other side of the hall...
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