You Complete Me novel (Skylar and Coralie) novel Chapter 129

When Coralie followed him into the ward, she saw that Valerie was banging against the wall with her head. After a while, the white wall was stained with blood, and the same color was also etched on Valerie's forehead.

"Skye, where are you going? Don't leave me alone."

As soon as Valerie saw Skylar coming towards her, she threw herself into Skylar's arms and latched his waist tightly with both her hands.

Skylar was helpless, so he had to appease her. "I won't go, I won't go anywhere."

"You are lying. You dislike me now that I'm unable to walk. You don't want me anymore, do you?"

Valerie hugged Skylar tightly in her arms, her voice freighted with anxiety and terror. She seemed to be reeling in fear that Skylar would abandon her.

Coralie watched the scene in the ward with her heart in ache, so much that she couldn't breathe. She walked out from the scene and looked into the distance. She was at loss of what to do.

At this time, Amelia mentioned, "Miss Chariott, I think you have seen it now. Valerie's illness is really serious. She can't do anything without Skylar. This time, she hit the wall with her head. Before this, she tried to jump off the building, slashed her wrist, and even tried hanging herself."

Coralie understood why Amelia didn't say anything just now. She was sure that Skylar would come out when he saw Coralie, and then Valerie would definitely be hysteric again. It would be more convincing for her to say something when Coralie had a firsthand experience of such a scene.

"I see."

Coralie walked toward the elevator.

Looking at Coralie's depressed face, Amelia stood still and said, "Miss Chariott, if you need money, you can tell me. However, for our dear Valerie's sake, please don't contact Skylar anymore. Besides, they are childhood sweethearts and are destined to be together ever since they were young. You and Skylar are only together temporarily to bring luck to Grandmother Holland."

This time, Coralie didn't answer her but walked straight into the elevator. Her heart was aching so badly that she felt suffocated.

She wandered on the street, and for the first time ever, she lost her direction in her life.

She lost her child and her lover. She didn't even feel this heart-wrenching pain when she divorced Howard.

Coralie hailed a taxi and asked the driver to bring her to a quiet bar. She got off the car, went into the bar and got seated. She requested to the waiter, "Give me some beer."

Coralie was not a young girl, so it was not unusual for a girl her age to drink at a bar. However, it was a rare occasion for Coralie to find herself in a bar.

The bartender poured a glass of beer and handed it to Coralie.

Coralie raised the glass and downed it without hesitation. It was cool and bitter. She knew she didn't have a high tolerance, but Coralie still wanted to drink herself into oblivion here.

Didn't everyone say that it was possible to drink the pain away?

If she got drunk, would she be numbed of the sadness?

As soon as Coralie took a sip of beer, a man took the empty seat beside her. He rested his hand on the bar counter and looked at Coralie with a lecherous gaze. "Gorgeous, are you alone? I'm Billy. Would you like to have a drink with me?"

Sensing that someone was speaking near to her, Coralie turned around and noticed the man sitting next to her. He was thin, tan, and his face was almost the textbook image of a pervert. Skylar obviously seemed so superior when she compared him to this pervert.

Coralie looked disdainful, as she rolled her eyes and said, "How dare you leave your house to hook up with girls when you're so ugly? Where did you get the courage?"

After that, she downed two more mouthfuls of beer.

At this time, Coralie's head was a little dizzy and she was almost irrational. In fact, she didn't know why she blurted this. She probably just said what she thought of without sifting.

"Oh? I see that you have a bad temper. Where did I get the courage?" Billy saw that Coralie's face was flushing red after a few mouthfuls of beer. Her eyes also started to lose focus. It was obvious that she had a low tolerance toward alcohol.

He was not in a hurry. After all, if Coralie continued drinking like this, she would definitely be drunk in no time.