"Walter, I don't know how to explain it to you. Anyway, I have someone in my heart. Please stop pestering me."
She didn't know what else to say at the moment. She just hoped that she could stay away from him. She really couldn't afford to provoke the people living abroad.
She was like a prey who was stared at, unwilling to let go.
Hearing her words, Walter felt very jealous, but he still loosened his grip on her hand. He wondered if the person she was referring to was Scott
He didn't have the courage to ask, fearing that the answer would stab him.
Seeing her receding figure, Walter could not feel more disappointed.
One, two.
Scott poured a glass of light blue wine into his stomach, hoping to put out his anger.
Under the effect of alcohol, however, he played what had just happened in his mind over and over again. He could not help but laugh at himself, and then drank up the wine in his glass.
At the moment, Scott was in a state of chaos. He looked up and drank the wine in a gulp. The scorching feeling of the wine into the throat almost made people uncomfortable, the more he drank, the more depressed he was.
Suddenly, Scott was caught by the wrist, and his glass was taken away. He glanced at her and continued to drink the wine.
Rachel stood in front of him, looking at him thoroughly drunk, and had mixed feelings. What was it that made him feel so bad?
"Stop drinking, Scott." She grabbed his wrist again and advised.
But Scott shook off her hand fiercely and repeated the previous move. Rachel frowned and bit her lips bitterly. She was very hard on coming from F City this time just for seeing him. She had thought that their relationship would be as good as it had been years ago, but it never occurred to her that their hearts would always change.
Even if she had his body, she could never win his heart.
She had always known that there were many women around Scott, and they were varied. That meant she was nobody to him.
Thinking of that, she bowed her head and sighed.
She was not a woman who only knew how to pester him, but was just out of jealousy of women, so that she had strong hostility towards all the women around him.
She still remembered that when she entered the Jiang Group for the first time, she was just his secretary. But she fell in love with him at the first sight she saw him. Although he was young at that time, everything was no difficult for him. Besides, he controlled the Jiang Group well, or else, he would not have achieved today's achievements.
She never thought that they could be together one day. She had never thought that she would become the person in charge of F City. She had thought that everything was because of the fact that Scott valued her and loved her. But in the end, she was completely wrong.
Their relationship was nothing but mutual use.
Although Scott drank a lot, he still had a clear mind. After drinking, he stood up from the sofa and staggered out of the private room.
Seeing that, Rachel immediately followed up.
"Go away! I don't need you to hold me!" She was about to help him but was pushed away by him.
Rachel was wearing high heels. She lost her balance and fell to the ground. She got up from the ground in pain, but she ignored the pain in her elbow and followed him out.
Scott stumbled to his car. He opened the door and slowly got in.
As soon as Rachel came out of the bar, she saw Scott driving a car and leaving. She ran so fast that she couldn't catch up with his car!
She stood there, crying bitterly.
Scott's car was zigzagging on the road. Subconsciously, he took his phone out of his pocket and dialed the number.
At this time, Michelle, who was sitting on the chair and looking at the computer, suddenly got a call from Scott. She looked at the number sheepishly, but hesitated to hang on.
She thought things would end in this way, but the other party still kept calling.
Finally, she answered the phone.
"Michelle, I really love you. Don't you even give me a chance?" Scott's voice was a little vague, but Michelle still heard it clearly on the phone.
Her heart trembled slightly, as if it was touched by something.
She was silent and didn't know what to say. She was holding the phone, but did not hang up.
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