Ayla stared back at him.
"I'm not mad at you.Why would I get mad at you? Lucas, did you know? For so long, I've felt like I owed
you so much for everything you've done for me.And it's good that things turned out the way they did."
A bitter smile appeared on his lips.
Her words implied that she wanted to move on from him and start a new life with Brian.
Lucas kept drinking a shot of whiskey one after another.
"Lala, do you feel happy when you're with Brian?"
If she said that she was happy, would he just give up on her? And if she said that she loved being with
Brian, should he just smile at her and wish her all the best?However, Ayla just chuckled.
"Happy, you say? Lucas, don't you know? I used to think that I could someday live a happy and fulfilling
life, but ever since that day two years ago, that happiness was lost.No matter how hard I kept trying to
search for this so-called happiness, I could never find it.I'm not happy at all; not one bit."
The smile on her face faded, and was replaced with tears.
Lucas put down his glass and embraced her.
"Lala, happiness can easily be gained as long as you want to have it.Why can't you just face how you
truly feel? Can't you just follow that voice inside your heart?"
It seemed that during these past two years, she never once felt happy.
If she hadn't gotten drunk, she never would've told him how she truly felt.
"Are you going to start anew with Brian? To find your happiness?"
Was she planning to take back what she had lost from Brian? But that man could never give her the
happiness she desired! How could she be so stubborn about this? Ayla drank another glass of wine.
"Is it even possible for me to be with him?" That man lacked morality.
He was willing to do whatever it took to gain what he desired.
If so, what did Brian want from her? Did he want her body? Or her heart? And after he had gotten what
he wanted, would he just hurt her again? Upon seeing that Ayla was so drunk, Lucas helped her out of
the bar.
"Lala, you're drunk.Let’s go," he suggested.
"I'm not drunk, Lucas.I'm not!" she murmured repeatedly.
Was she drunk? If she was, then why did she still feel so heartbroken? And if she was indeed drunk,
why was that man still in her mind? She was so foolish.
She had known beforehand that she would just get hurt, and yet she loved him anyway.
As he walked her to the side of the road, Lucas said, "Why are you so stubborn, Lala? If you had
chosen to leave this place with me, things would've been different!"
He was willing to take her away, but she didn't want 2 go.She would rather stay with Brian and get hurt.
How could he feel at ease as he watched her make her life miserable? The love of his life wanted to be
with another man, and all he could do was watch as things unfurled before his eyes.
"Lucas, some things are inevitable." Ayla placed her hands on Lucas’ shoulders.
Her legs had grown weak because of the liquor, but she was still sober.
Glancing back at her, he said, "Okay, you need to rest now.Let me drive you home."
He then opened the door of his car and let her in.
But all of a sudden, Ayla held his hand.
"Lucas, I don't want to go back there.Don't take me back to that place."
She wanted to be away from that apartment just for one night.
That place only reminded her of that heartless man.
Lucas sighed.
"You're exhausted, aren't you? I understand.I won't send you back."
Instead of the apartment, he drove her to a hotel.
On their way to the hotel, Ayla fell asleep on the passenger seat.
After pulling his car over, Lucas decided not to wake her up.
Instead, he gently picked her up.
Meanwhile, Haley had been waiting in Lucas’ room.She had been pregnant for three months, but he
still felt indifferent towards her.
His attitude made her upset, but at least he wasn't meeting up with Ayla.
Unfortunately, he would always go out to drink every night.
Was he really so uncomfortable around her? She was pregnant with his child! Didn't he feel anything
about that? Just as she was about to leave, she noticed Lucas heading towards the room, carrying a
woman in his arms.
She recognized that it was Ayla.
"Lucas, what are you doing? Didn't you just see her not long ago? Why did you bring her here? Are you
trying to piss me off on purpose? You really want me to lose this baby, don't you?"
Haley scolded Lucas.
Without even casting her a glance, he went into the room, placing Ayla on the bed.
Haley followed him in.
Before she could start the argument again, Lucas pulled her away.
"Haley, just go back to sleep.Let's talk about this in the morning, okay?"
He knew that Ayla was tired, so he just wanted her to get a good night's sleep.
Reluctantly, Haley chose to go back to her room and slammed the door shut.
‘I knew it! That tramp, Ayla, got drunk on purpose because she wants to be with Lucas! Meanwhile,
Lucas was sitting on the edge of the bed, watching as Ayla drifted into slumber.
Her eyes had dark circles around them.
She probably hadn't rested well for a long time.
Her life with Brian must be horrible.
So, why did she keep choosing to be with him? By the time Ayla woke up, it was already noon.
When she turned around, she saw Lucas beside her on the bed.
Gradually, she came to her senses, and remembered that she had gotten drunk last night.
Carefully, she placed the blanket over his body.
But despite how quietly she moved, Lucas still woke up.He reached out to grab Ayla’s hand.
"Lala, are you awake? How do you feel? Did you sleep well last night? She withdrew her hand, and
said, "I'm sorry for causing trouble for you last night, Lucas.I drank way too much."
He then got up to look her in the eye.
"Don’t drink alone again like you did last night.If you're having a terrible day, give me a call.And if Brian
is mistreating you again, come find me, and I'll help you as best as I can.".
He didn’t want her to feel desolate.
But other than to take her away from Antawood, he couldn't do anything to help her.
As a matter of fact, his presence around her would only get her in trouble.Ayla nodded.
"Okay, I will.I'm just really busy with work recently, but I'm fine."
It was true that she had been working long hours to finish her designs.
But if all the accolades she gained only happened because of Brian's manipulation, was there still a
point in continuing to work on her craft? Lucas held her in his arms.
"I know that I've hurt you, Lala, but can you still treat me as your friend? You shouldn't bear all these
burdens alone."
Ayla pressed her cheek against his chest.
She had lost this sense of relief for so long.
During the years she was with him, whenever she was in great pain, she would always press herself
close to his body like this.
Perhaps this was the last time she would ever do it again.
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