Surviving Divorce Her Miraculous Second Chance - Season 2 Episode 31

It wasn’t until her peripheral vision caught them rising together that she noticed. The woman was speaking to Raymon, her arm affectionately draped over his, and as she turned, she arrogantly scanned the diners. Hers was a small, delicate face, not particularly stunning, but incredibly charismatic.

Raymon met my gaze without any expression, and the sensitive her followed Raymon’s line of sight to look at me. The moment she saw me, she seemed to freeze, her face wearing an extremely strange expression.

I was quite sure that I didn’t see it wrong, her expression was very unusual.

In my astonishment, Raymon nonchalantly walked out with that woman. Just as they were about to disappear from my sight, the woman glanced at me again.

Seeing my distracted state, Eleanor knew I was affected by Raymon. “Let’s go! I think we should find a place to have a few drinks! Not satisfied!”

At that moment, I wholeheartedly agreed with the idea. I really wanted to have a couple of drinks to clear my mind.

Eleanor drove me to the secluded bar on the south shore of New Terra. To be honest, I was somewhat resistant to such places. She ordered two glasses of foreign liquor. I didn’t understand, I just reached out and took it, downing it in one gulp.

Then he signaled the bartender for another drink.

“Hey! Take it easy, are you really trying to get drunk?” Eleanor shouted at me, “Isn’t it better to savor the taste slowly? Let the drunkenness have a

process, you’re too direct.”

I snorted coldly, “Process? That’s all I have left!”

“Oh right, I forgot to tell you about Marsh!” Eleanor said, half–leaning on the bar and speaking into my ear. “The investigation results are basically consistent with his resume! He’s been back in the country for less than a month.”

The sound of the music was a bit harsh.

I was utterly confused by what I heard, but I did hear Eleanor say there was no problem, and that was enough.

After downing two glasses of wine, a warm sensation filled my stomach. The alcohol surged upwards, I didn’t expect the aftereffect of this wine to be so strong.

I patted Eleanor, wanting to leave while I was still sober. I really didn’t like such occasions. There was one thing that always disgusted me Oswald and Lelia’s first time, it happened right here.

This place in my mind was nothing but a den of filth, with too much intentionality. The thought of us drinking here, while someone might be doing something in another space, made me feel an unprecedented disgust. It was as if the air here was filled with filth, so I was very resistant to this place.

I nearly fell off the high stool, but a large hand grabbed my arm. A man with blurry eyes looked at me and said, “Beautiful lady, you’ve had too much to drink! Let me take you home!

I struggled, but failed to break free from his hand, which felt very dirty. “Let go of me, get out of the way!”

“Whoa! That’s strong!” His eyes wickedly glanced at me, his face flushed red, apparently having had quite a few drinks. “Isn’t coming here all about having fun? I’ll keep you company! Guaranteed satisfaction!”

After he finished speaking, an arm suddenly wrapped around me. I was startled and sharply shouted, “Get off!”

Upon seeing the man’s shameless behavior, Eleanor immediately became furious, “Get the hell away from me! Don’t fucking show your brazen face, go play somewhere else!”

After speaking, he went to push the man. Unexpectedly, the man grabbed Eleanor’s arm, pulled her towards him, and drew her into his arms. His breath reeked of alcohol as he leaned in and said, “Together, huh…”

Although my head was a bit dizzy, my consciousness was very clear. I didn’t hesitate to use all my strength, aiming at his soft ribs, and fiercely elbowed him. The man grunted, let go of his hand, bent over clutching his ribs. I took the opportunity to pull Eleanor and staggered towards the outside. However, with my head heavy and legs weak, I stumbled.

That man immediately saw through our intentions, flew into a rage out of humiliation, and disregarding his pain, grabbed a bottle from the table and chased after us. In a few large strides, he was right behind us, “You damn girls, trying to run? You really play dirty, I’ll cripple you!”

Saying this, he raised the bottle in his hand and fiercely smashed it down on my head……