You Complete Me novel (Skylar and Coralie) novel Chapter 130

"Franklin?" Coralie looked at Franklin in a daze and recognized him. She quickly grabbed his hand and said, "Take me away, get me out of here, thank you."

Coralie's voice was soft, but Franklin still managed to pick up what she said.

"Okay."

Franklin held onto Coralie and was about to walk out of the bar.

"Don't go, you..."

Billy still wanted to chase after Coralie, but a guest who frequented the bar quickly grabbed him and said, "Forget it, he's a big shot. We can't afford to mess with him."

Franklin safely brought Coralie away from the bar.

"I'll take you home."

In fact, Franklin had also heard about the incident between Coralie and Valerie. Earlier, Amelia contacted Franklin and told him that Coralie walked into this bar. She was worried that something bad might happen to Coralie, so she asked Franklin to look for her.

"Okay." Coralie then shook her head. "Could you take me somewhere else to drink? I want to drink."

She staggered and then slumped at the roadside, her head drooped.

"Don't drink anymore. You're wasted."

If Coralie was sober, Franklin could still be in the mood to tease her.

But now Coralie was inebriated. Although he didn't know exactly what happened, he could still figure it out.

Since Amelia was the one who informed him, Coralie must have met her.

Franklin knew Amelia very well. Amelia was a scheming vixen in her past, and her skills were unrivaled.

"But I'll feel sad if I don't drink."

"Even if you're sad, you shouldn't be sitting here. Get in the car and tell me what happened."

Franklin could see that Coralie would probably black out if she continued drinking. He didn't know where Skylar's house was. It would be hard for him to bring her home if Coralie fell asleep.

"I don't want to say anything, I can't say."

Coralie sat there with her arms around her knees and her head resting on them. She was steeping in grievances.

"Then I'll sit with you for a while."

Franklin didn't know what to do. Coralie didn't say anything and she didn't want to leave. She just wanted to drink.

Coralie sat there and stared at the ground for a long time. Only after that she voiced, "I have done something wrong. I can never make it right."

"What's wrong?"

"Valerie lost a leg because of me. She's very ill now."

Coralie rested her head on her knees and muttered slowly. Her voice was very soft.

"You caused it?"

Franklin frowned. The story he was notified of wasn't like this. He was told that both Valerie and Coralie was involved in a car accident where Valerie lost a leg while Coralie lost her baby.

"Yes, Valerie went to the mountain with me. If I didn't go, she wouldn't have followed."

Coralie nodded. Her long hair hung down, covering half of her face. Franklin squatted opposite her. Although he couldn't see her expression clearly, he could discern tears falling from her cheeks to the corner of her mouth.

Franklin looked at her. Perhaps out of his womanizer habit, he naturally raised his hand and wiped the tears off her cheeks with his thumb. "Tell me the story. Don't cry, it's not your fault."

Coralie seemed to be afraid that her crying face would be seen by Franklin, so she buried her face between her knees.

Then, she didn't say anything.

Franklin knelt in front of her. After waiting for a long time, he felt that something was wrong and patted Coralie's shoulder with his hand. "Coralie? Coralie?"

Coralie's head drooped onto his arm. Franklin looked at her and found that she had fallen asleep.

Helplessly, he carried Coralie into his car and then headed to a premium hotel nearby to stay the night.