Simon's POV:
I went back to the banquet hall, feeling dejected. The cruise ship was slowly making its way to shore.
Even the guests had begun to leave.
The once vibrant atmosphere of the cruise ship returned to tranquility.
I kept on seeing Caroline, naked in Charles' arms in my head. The image began to stir a rage in my heart that I had never felt before.
It felt as though there was a heavy stone atop my heart, and I could hardly breathe.
Edward approached me with a smile on his face. "Simon, did your proposal of marriage go well? Has my daughter agreed to marry you?" he asked. I clenched my fists and said through gritted teeth, "Caroline slept with Charles!" "What?" Edward was shocked.
Without even waiting for his response, I stormed off the cruise ship.
All I could feel now was anger and disbelief that this happened to me.
I poured blood, sweat and tears into preparing that beautiful proposal, but in the end, Charles ruined my plan.
I tried my best to calm down and decided to send Vanessa a message.
"Are you free right now? Let's go out for a drink." Seconds later, she replied, "Sure."
I put away my phone and drove to the bar.
Once I was at the bar, I ordered several shots of whiskey. The shot glasses were lined up in a row and I drank them one after another.
The whiskey tasted bitter, but it could never be as bitter as my heart. I felt like my heart was being grilled on fire.
The burning sensation gradually overwhelmed me, and soon, I felt numb.
"Simon, what happened to you?" Vanessa asked worriedly.
"I was going to propose to Caroline today, but that damned Charles ruined my plan!" I replied, laughing at myself.
Though I knew that Caroline still had feelings for that bastard, I was still devastated when I saw them together.
"Simon, you're hammered. I'm cutting you off," Vanessa remarked, visibly concerned.
She then tried to take my liquor away from me.
I dodged and bent over the counter in pain. All I wanted to do right now was to hide the vulnerability and sadness in my eyes.
"Caroline lied to me! She told me that it was impossible for her and Charles to get back together and that she's willing to try being with me. She gave me so much hope, but in the end, she destroyed that spark of hope herself. I can't accept this!"
Vanessa patted me on the shoulder and responded, "Simon, this isn't your fault. Don't blame yourself." "Am I so inferior to Charles? That asshole took her for granted and hurt her deeply. But for some reason, she still couldn't forget him!" I slammed the shot glass onto the bar counter; my eyes, glinting with resentment.
"Simon, you haven't known Caroline for a long time. How are you so sure that she's your one true love?" asked Vanessa.
Her question stunned me and I had no idea how to respond.
'She's right.
Do I really love Caroline or am I just infatuated with her?'
My mind became chaotic. I pondered and pondered, but I still couldn't come up with a definitive answer.
"Since you can't figure it out yet, go ahead and keep drinking. Simon, you are an excellent man. You're smart, charming, kindhearted, and there's so much more to you than all of that. Lots of women would probably throw themselves at you given the chance!" Vanessa also raised her glass and gulped her whiskey down.
I chuckled at her remark and gulped down the rest of my alcohol.
Gradually, both she and I got even drunker.
Once we were done drinking, we helped each other out of the bar and hailed a cab by the roadside.
When I dropped Vanessa off at her house, she held my hand and wouldn't let go.
As I looked into her charming eyes, I somehow couldn't resist her. I just let her lead me into her house.
She took me to the bed and pressed her supple body against mine.
I could feel the warmth of her breath.
The sweet fragrance of her body amalgamated with the smell of liquor.
By now, I was completely drunk. I turned over and pinned her to the bed with my knees.
I held her face up and kissed her soft lips.
Vanessa put her arms around my neck and kissed me back.
She was so sexy and enchanting.
Soon, I was immersed in her beauty and could no longer resist her.
Caroline's POV:
The next morning, I woke up feeling relaxed.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a pair of deep eyes.
"Are you awake?"
Charles was leaning against the pillow, staring right at me.
His fiery gaze made me feel like I was melting.
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