Too Much to Bear, My Love novel Chapter 357

Chapter 357 Wasted

Meanwhile, Oscar and Carter bumped into each other in the washroom. “Mr. Clinton, I think Amelia chose to divorce you because she’s in love with me,” Carter said.

“Carter, one should know where he stands. I applaud you for being confident, but being arrogant, now that’s a whole different story! Your conceitedness is irking me, Carter. Why are you dwelling on a minor disagreement between me and my wife? Have you been single for way too long? Is that why you can’t think straight? Go home. Perhaps you’ll come to your senses tomorrow.” Oscar smirked.

Without giving Carter another look, Oscar elegantly wiped his hands dry with a paper towel and walked toward the exit. But before he could leave, he was violently pushed against the wall.

Carter gritted his teeth and glared at Oscar viciously. “Stop fooling yourself, Oscar! How could you say that Amelia is still yours when she has gone missing ever since she divorced you? You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this. Now that she’s single, I won’t let her get back with you again!”

The scuffle had messed up Oscar’s suit. He then casually shook off Carter’s hands and smoothed out the creases on his clothes. “Get your hands off my suit, Carter.”

At that, Carter’s fists clenched up in anger.

Before Oscar left the washroom, he turned back and glanced at Carter. “I have a friendly piece of advice for you, Carter—stop going after married women. Since you already have someone who loves you, appreciate her instead. Otherwise, you’d end up being alone.”

After Oscar left, Carter was left alone in the washroom.

“Mr. Scott, you’ve been to the washroom for a good half an hour! What got you distracted? Was it a pretty lady?” someone teased when Carter walked back into the private room.

Carter sat down on the sofa without any response. Seeing that he was being ignored, the man felt a little awkward.

Derrick then took a glance at Carter and said, “Let’s drink, Mr. Scott!”

Perhaps he was still troubled by what Oscar said to him earlier, Carter started drinking uncontrollably. However, Oscar and Derrick just watched him drink like a fish without intending to stop him.

Initially, Carter meant to get himself wasted. But, somehow the more he drank, the more clear-headed he became!

Suddenly, Oscar stood up and declared to those who were singing, “Something came up, so I shall make a move. Enjoy yourselves, everyone. Tonight is on me.”

“It’s not even twelve yet, Mr. Clinton! Why are you in such a rush? Stay with us through the night!” a drunk man blurted.

Upon seeing that, Oscar shot Derrick a look before he left. Some friends you got here. They can’t even drink responsibly!

Derrick rubbed his nose and looked away embarrassingly.

Carter left soon after as well. Just like that, the singing crowd seemed to have lost interest after two of the prominent characters left.

Derrick downed two glasses of wine before he stood up and said to the others, “Enjoy yourselves, everyone. The wine is getting to me. I’ll excuse myself.”

Everyone turned toward him. “You’re leaving as well, Mr. Hisson? How could you leave us? You’re the host!”

“I’m sorry, guys. But I’m getting tipsy from the drinks. As a punishment, I’ll down another three glasses before I leave! Since it’s such a rare occasion to gather everyone, the rest of you should stay and make the most out of tonight.” Derrick smiled.

The crowd cheered and watched as he downed three glasses of wine before he left. “That’s awesome, Mr. Hisson!”

“All right then, I shall leave now.” Derrick left.

He then bumped into Oscar and Carter at the entrance. Huh? Here I am, thinking the night has ended when there’s still a show to watch. Well, well, how very exciting!

“Oh, Mr. Clinton and Mr. Scott, you’re both still here?” Derrick walked toward them with a provocative smirk on his face.

Upon hearing his voice, both Oscar and Carter gazed toward Derrick.

Derrick then waved his hands and said, “Hey, stop staring, you two. Since it’s not even twelve yet, how about we continue drinking somewhere else?”

Oscar pursed his lips tightly as his expression hardened. “No. I’m leaving.”

Before Oscar got into his car, he glanced toward Derrick and said, “Don’t invite me to such gathering ever again, Mr. Hisson.”