Amelia was welcomed with harsh winter winds biting into her skin as soon as she stepped out of Jasper's villa. Suddenly, Amelia realized that she was wearing thin clothes. She clenched her hands, and her eyes were sore. Soon, a pearl of tear dropped from the corners of her eyes.
Amelia didn't feel sad for Jasper's betrayal. Rather, she felt hurt as she thought about the cherished moments she spent with him in the past five years spent. What she had considered to be most precious turned out to be a mirage.
After wandering aimlessly on the streets for a few hours, Amelia was about to go back to her rental house. But when she thought of the room full of memories of her and Jasper, her feet suddenly felt too heavy to move towards that direction. At that moment, she could only think of her friend, Courtney. Amelia then called her to share this bleak incident with her friend.
"Oh my God! Who is this, calling me on this special day? Haven't you gone out on a date with Jasper? How come you are free to call me?" As soon as the line was connected, Courtney began to taunt Amelia.
"There was no date! This is the most miserable birthday I have ever had in my life!" Amelia said bluntly. There was no formality between Amelia and Courtney. They often spoke impolitely with each other. They never beat around the bush.
"Really? Tell me. Did Jasper refuse to sleep with you?"
"Courtney, since when do you have started speaking so rudely? And, leave everything behind and come over to have a nice drink with me tonight." Amelia came to the point directly. At this moment, she wanted to paralyze herself with alcohol so that she could forget everything.
"What? It seems that your birthday has made you sad, and drinking is not a big deal!" Courtney didn't stop her. Instead, she agreed with Amelia. "What about going to the Moon Bar? It is said that many handsome men are gathering in that bar. Maybe you can be hooked up with a man more perfect than Jasper!"
'Is Jasper a perfect man?' Amelia squinted her eyes and pondered. In fact, she had not thought much about it before, but now she knew it.
Very soon, night fell and the street lamps washed the city with a faint light. Slowly, all the high-rise buildings were lit up and so were the hoardings on the street. The entire city looked beautiful like the Paris garden.
Amelia never came to the Moon Bar earlier. It was her first time here. Hence, it was obvious for her to get nervous. She just wanted to get drunk. So she rushed in and headed straight towards the bar counter without even asking for guidance from the waiter. Amelia looked at the bartender and ordered a peg of strong vodka.
The bartender looked at Amelia's face surprisingly when he heard her. He didn't expect that a girl would order wine with such high alcohol concentration.
Amelia made herself comfortable on the bar counter. She looked at the dazzling and colorful lights. There were so many men and women who were dancing on the high decibel music. They were swaying to the tune and hugging each other passionately.
A faint smile appeared on Amelia's face as they saw those happy couples. She sat there, drinking up a few glasses of wine. Suddenly, she felt her face burning and sharp pain in her stomach seemed to be pulling her down. It could be because she hadn't eaten anything the whole day and drunk a lot. It was difficult for her to sit straight on the high chair at the bar counter.
"Are you alright, Miss?" The bartender saw her falling from her seat and came over kindly.
Amelia was a little dizzy. All of a sudden, she lost consciousness.
"Go away! I just broke up with my boyfriend, but didn’t lose my virginity yet!" Amelia blurted. She pushed the bartender away.
At that time, a tall man walked past her. He stopped and took a few steps towards Amelia as he heard her words. A disdainful smile curled up the corners of his mouth.
"In that case, don't drink anymore," said the bartender as he tried to take the glass of wine away from Amelia’s hand.
Amelia shrugged his hand off and refused. "Don’t drink. Why not? A drink can dispel sorrow! I'm so frustrated now. Just let me have a good drink!"
Amelia said, pointing at her heart. And then she burst into tears.
"What?" The bartender was at a loss as he heard Amelia.
"Go ahead with your work. I'll handle it here." A cold and soft voice came from behind.
"Jasper Gu, you bastard! How dare you!" Amelia sobbed. In a drunken state, Amelia took that unknown man for Jasper. She broke into an uncontrollable sob as Amelia thought that Jasper was worried about her. She held the man's hand excitedly and cried out bitterly.
When the bartender saw this, he immediately let go of Amelia, who was drunk, to the man's arm as if getting rid of big trouble. Then he said respectfully, "Sir, since you are a friend of this lady, could you please buy the drinks for her?"
The man took out his card without uttering a word, paid the bill, and took Amelia out of the noisy bar.
The night wind bit into her skin making her shiver. Amelia had been dizzy and seemed to be a little sober now. She looked at the man in front of her with blurred eyes and asked in a muffled voice, "Haven't you fallen in love with Yolanda? Why did you come to me?"
Amelia punched and kicked the air to vent her anger.
"Be quiet!" There was a trace of impatience in the man's cold voice as he pushed Amelia into his silver Porsche.
Although Amelia was drunk, she could make out that this voice didn't sound like Jasper's. Opening her eyes, she found that the person in front of her was obscure. At the same time, she couldn't bear the pain of having an empty stomach. Like a homeless kitten, she curled up on the front passenger seat and cried bitterly from her throat.
"Hang in there for a while. We are almost there." Perhaps it was because of the pain on her face that the man's voice softened down into a warmer tone.
The silvery Porsche stopped in front of a luxurious villa called SJ Garden. As soon as the man turned off the engine, the butler immediately walked up to him and said respectfully, "Mr. Lucian, Mr. Nicholas heard that you have come back and asked you to go back to the Zhan mansion tonight!"
The man was getting out of the car with Amelia in his arms. He frowned at the butler's words and seemed a little displeased. But when his cold sight fell on the fair and quiet face of Amelia, the frown on his face disappeared.
"Ouch, it hurts!" Amelia groaned in pain.
"Darren, please bring Dr. Chen here for me!" Lucian Zhan anxiously asked Darren Fang looking worried.
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