Too Much to Bear, My Love novel Chapter 787

Chapter 787

Derrick and Crystal were on their way to a bar when Crystal asked, "Care to see who can drink more?"

Crystal took Derrick's silence as consent and ordered two dozen bottles of beer.

Once the waiter served them their beers, Crystal uncapped a bottle and handed it over to Derrick. "Drink up. I know you have a lot on your mind."

Derrick accepted the proffered bottle and fiddled with it with his slender fingers. He narrowed his eyes at Crystal. "Were you behind what happened at Tiff's family's house?"

Crystal paused and turned to look at him. She feigned ignorance as she replied, "Derrick, what in the world are you talking about?"

Derrick brushed her off with a smile and chose not to answer.

They continued drinking in silence. Since Derrick and Crystal had a relatively high alcohol tolerance, they remained sober even after finishing all the beers ordered.

Crystal uttered, "This is no fun. Why not try something more exciting?"

Derrick watched the inebriated men and women on the dance floor and wondered, "What do you suggest?" "To celebrate this rare occasion where you don't view me as the most heinous criminal, let's have a go at a game of 'Truth or Dare.' The loser has to answer every question thrown at them. How about that?"

Derrick agreed without a moment's hesitation.

It was unknown whether Derrick's unusual mellowness was due to his troubled state as he even let down his defenses toward Crystal, whom he was usually wary of.

Crystal grinned. "Good lad.’

She requested for a glass of spirits to be served. Most lightweights would have dropped unconscious after downing just a single glass.

During the first round of their finger-guessing game, Crystal was the one to lose.

Shoot, Derrick. You know I have no holds barred when it comes to you."

Derrick gulped down a mouthful of beer. "Were you behind what happened at Tiff's family's house?"

Crystal barked out a laugh. "I admit that it was tempting to crash your wedding, but I changed my mind at how pointless it would be. Instead, I caught a flight from Saspiuburg to Irushea and lived there for a bit. Feel free to find proof about it if you're doubtful. I am someone who knows when to let go, so don't worry."

Derrick was indifferent.

He had let her off easily as he had evidence of Crystal's flight details. Otherwise, they wouldn't be drinking together amicably that day.

Crystal won in the subsequent round of their finger­guessing game.

"It's none of your business.’

Come on, don't be such a sore loser."

Derrick replied firmly after downing another mouthful of beer. "Never."

Crystal was amused. "This is getting boring. How about a cocktail?"

Derrick ignored her question as he quaffed his beer.

Crystal made her way over to the counter and asked the bartender for permission to mix her drink. Since they were most likely acquainted, he agreed.

Crystal adeptly mixed a colorful cocktail as the bartender said, "Ms. Halliwell, you have good taste. I can tell that this man comes from an affluent background and has the looks to go with it. He became the center of attention the moment he stepped into the pub. You'd better hurry up and make a move before he gets snatched away."

Crystal was in her element. "Rest assured that he belongs to me only. He's not going anywhere."

Crystal balanced the cocktail over to Derrick. "Try it."

Derrick eyed the cocktail impassively.

What's wrong? Are you worried that it's spiked?

Derrick did not refute her observation.