Soon, the conversation went to the wrong direction. As a social expert, Kent's roommate was also good
at socializing as Greyson. Both of them tried to active the atmosphere.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Kent felt strange but familiar. In a moment, he felt as if he had
returned to the university.
At that time, he was still a naive young man. He liked Melinda, and he would try every way he could to
court her and made a lot of jokes.
However, he had never confessed his love to her seriously, because every time he saw Melinda, she
always followed Jonas.
"Let's drink!" Kent poured a glass of wine for himself and shouted to his old friends in the university.
They were so excited that they were blowing bottles.
Melinda also poured herself a glass of juice, but she was caught by someone with sharp eyes, so she
was named. "How can you drink juice, Melinda? It's a pleasure to drink today."
"Sorry, I'm not feeling well recently. I can't drink wine." Melinda paused and then explained with a smile.
She said those words calmly, like a stream of clear water. And people around her were embarrassed to
let her drink.
"It doesn't matter since Mellie doesn't feel well. We can drink whatever we want. The most important
thing is to have a good time." Hearing that Melinda was not feeling well, a touch of worry appeared on
Kent's face.
He knew Melinda well. She was not a liar. Since she said she was not feeling well, she must be really
uncomfortable. Since Melinda looked good today, he did not pay attention to it just now.
"If you don't feel well, just tell me. We can have a party in the future. Why do you force yourself?"
Kent could not help blaming her. He regretted that he had invited Melinda to the party. But now Melinda
was paid attention by everyone and he thought that she must feel embarrassed.
"It doesn't matter. We are happy as long as we see each other after such a long time."
Melinda hadn't planned to let too many people know about her pregnancy, and she didn't explain
anything. Kent was not in a good mood tonight. He kept smiling, but drinking.
His cheeks were redder than before.
They started to drink since noon. Till over three o'clock in the afternoon, Kent was in a dizzy state.
Their dinner was solved in the hotel, and after that, they went upstairs to KTV. There were few people
in the private room, and the food in the hotel was rather greasy, so Melinda barely ate.
Next to her was Kent, who was drunk, sitting quietly.
"Kent, are you okay?" Melinda frowned, stretched out her finger and gently poked Kent on his arm.
Kent grunted, but didn't respond.
He looked very uncomfortable, bending over the table, and his breathing was much louder than usual.
"He seems to be totally drunk. Let's take him upstairs."
"Don't bother. It's noisy in the KTV. Let me drive him home,"
Melinda said after hesitating. Kent felt bad already and needed a good rest. She used to be scrupulous
about gossip, but now she looked down upon those things and did not have as much thoughts as
before.
"Are you okay alone?"
Melinda looked delicate and pretty, while Kent looked elegant but heavy.
"It's okay. My driver is downstairs to help me." Melinda couldn't go out alone, so Jonas hired a driver
and bodyguard for her.
Melinda did not plan to leave with Kent right now, but asked a hotel staff to bring some things for
sobering him up.
With great patience, she also found the decoration of the room interesting.
"Em..." Kent was not that drunk. After drinking the sober up tea, he had a rest and became sober, but
his head was still a little muddled.
"How are you feeling now?"
Hearing the response of Kent, Melinda asked. Massaging his forehead, Kent looked at her in a trance,
and felt that Melinda in front of him began to overlap.
"I'm drunk," he said with an embarrassed smile, scratching his hair, and staggered up from his position.
With her bag in her hand, Melinda went forward to support him.
Now, she was pregnant and she had to be careful about everything. She was relieved when she saw
that Kent could walk on his own.
"It's okay. I can do it myself."
Kent was still thinking about that Melinda felt uncomfortable. He let go of her and supported her by
holding the table. The driver was to pick Melinda up. He was surprised when he saw Kent coming out.
But still, he helped him when he saw Melinda followed behind this man.
"Drive Mr. Jiang home."
Kent was stumbled. The driver felt so anxious when he saw him walk so slowly that he wanted to carry
him directly into the car, but he controlled himself when he thought of the impact.
Kent was so drunk that he looked like a child. Wherever he looked, he wanted to see Melinda.
The address of his home was changed back to where it was. Melinda let the driver to help her send him
home.
"Kent, I should leave now."
After a bump on the road, Kent had been half-awake. Melinda knew that he was a man with strong
control. Since he had arrived at the door, he would never let him walk in the wrong way.
"Mellie, can you stay?" Kent held Melinda's hand and said with eyes misted. He couldn't stand to see
Melinda leaving every time.
He wanted to take Melinda's hand and walk to his house. He wanted to tell her this would be your safe
haven and he would strive to support her.
The driver was sitting in the front, but he selectively lost his sight and hearing, and ignored anything as
if he couldn't see or hear anything.
"Kent, you are drunk."
A sense of guilt rose from the bottom of Melinda's heart when she saw Kent like this. However, when
she thought of the baby in her belly, she still decisively refused him.
Her words were with a hint of cruelty in her smile, which almost stabbed into the heart of Kent like a
sharp knife.
He was just using his drunkenness to speak, but now he couldn't say anything.
"Mike, take Mr. Jiang upstairs. I'll wait for you downstairs." Melinda turned to the driver and said. The
driver immediately felt lucky that he hadn't told the young master what had happened here in the
beginning. See, the young lady still loved the young master.
Mike quickly walked toward the car, trying to support Kent. But Kent dodged. Melinda sat in the car,
watched the two go into the building, and then looked away.
If one didn't like someone, brutal refusal was the best for him.
Melinda understood Kent's love for her, and she would never be able to pay him back for the rest of her
life.
Sometimes, when it came to a relationship, it could be very cruel. If one didn't like someone, one would
just turn him down.
When the driver came down, Melinda ordered flatly, "Don't tell anyone what happened today."
In fact, there was only one person she meant, Jonas. He was a pretty smart driver. He nodded his head
and sent Melinda back home.
Melinda's apartment wasn't far from where Kent lived. It was Kent who helped her find this place. The
driver had followed her for the whole day, so she asked him to go back and have a rest.
At the same time, in Melinda's place, Jonas walked up and down restlessly in the living room, with his
eyes almost burning with anger.
He called Melinda thousands of times, but none of them was answered.
The sound of unlocking came from the door. Seeing that it was Melinda coming in, Jonas rushed over.
She checked her body all over and finally relieved.
"It's so late. Where have you been? I called you but you didn't answer. Are you trying to scare me to
death?"
Jonas asked several questions in a row. Just then, he found his fingers trembling.
He was really afraid that something bad would happen to Melinda.
Since Melinda was pregnant, she rarely played with her cellphone. So she didn't pay attention to it
when the phone was out of power and she took it out to check until now.
"Nothing. I'm a little tired and want to have a rest." With that, Melinda went straight back to her
bedroom, found some toiletries and went to the bathroom, completely ignoring Jonas's reaction.
Melinda's cold attitude made Jonas feel uneasy, but he didn't dare to ask as domineering as before.
Melinda also knew that if Jonas knew these things, he would definitely be furious.
She knew that his anger was not on her, but on the contrary, it was definitely on Kent. Now, Kent had
lost his marriage. If his career was down again, he would be laughed at.
As an outstanding person, Kent shouldn't have suffered so much alone.
She had been guilty about Kent for countless times.
No matter how anxious Jonas was, Melinda did not give any explanation. He asked the driver and he
only said that Melinda went to a party.
The next morning, Melinda was awakened by a cell phone ringing. She was in a state of excessive
sleeping and couldn't get up every morning.
"Hello."
Melinda answered the phone in a daze, even yawning with her eyes closed.
"Mellie, did I wake you up?" Kent's voice sounded a little guilty on the other end of the phone. He
regretted calling Melinda as soon as he woke up.
But on the other hand, he was worried that he might have done something radical last night.
"No, what's the matter?"
Melinda woke up and slowly opened her eyes. It was only seven o'clock and she was very tired.
"I drank too much yesterday, so I wanted to ask you if I had done anything excessive. I just... Did I
vomit?"
After waking up, Kent had a splitting headache. He really couldn't remember what happened before,
but faintly remembered that Melinda sent him home. Thinking of the emotions in his heart, he was
afraid that he would do something bad, so he hurriedly called.
Melinda paused, and then said as if nothing had happened, "No. you behaved well after getting drunk
and just kept sleeping."
In fact, she was very embarrassed. But she could not tell others what had happened last night.
Kent breathed a sigh of relief and hung up the phone after he said a few more words of concern. But he
knew Melinda well, and the embarrassed tone of her indicated that he must have done something.
Fortunately, nothing serious happened.
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