Brian watched the video of the hotel, but it was taken out of context. Wendy had been following her all
the way, but he did not see the whole video.
Since Brian found an excuse to break up with her, she should give up.
Winnie drank up another glass of wine, feeling bitter in heart.
The she continued after that.
"I drank with bottles that day. But today it has been poured out. You may feel uncomfortable since I
can’t interpret that day perfectly, but I'll drink with bottles when these are finished."
"But don't come to me again when these drinks are finished. If it's about the kids, call me on the
phone."
With that, Winnie drank up the third glass, but she had no mood to taste the wine.
Brian sat there not drinking and not talking, Winnie thought he was fooling her, so she drank like she
did the other day.
Sine he wanted her to get drunk, she would do it
"Don’t you have something to tell me? Go ahead."
Winnie said while pouring wine for herself. She then showed a bitter smile. It was Stefan who poured
her wine that day, but Brian just sat there, motionless.
"Today at Stefan's hot pot restaurant..."
"I know you went there on purpose, but why? It's normal I am there, since I even got a room with him."
"You can do whatever you want to do to me, just leave Stefan alone."
"Yes, you promised me, and I believe you can keep your words."
Brian frowned and finally spoke, but Winnie interrupted his words.
Winnie wanted to silently listen to Brian's accusations, abuse or humiliation. But maybe because of the
alcohol, she couldn't keep her mouth shut.
Since so, she would rather drink and she would shut up when she was totally drunk, so she took
another glass up.
Hearing what Winnie said, Brian gave a black face. She was not with him at this moment, but she was
concerned about Stefan.
"Don't talk about him again. Or I will not keep my promise."
"You can’t keep your promise?... That's understandable, because you have never wanted to do
anything for me."
"Drink, keep drinking. It is up to you whether you can keep your promise or not, but I will protect
innocent people with my life."
Winnie loudly called the waiter.
"Do you need anything, Miss?"
The waiter said to Winnie.
"Get me a bigger glass."
The waiter hurried to get it.
"With a bigger glass, I can drink faster. I have to go home and sleep early, because I need to work
tomorrow.”
Winnie said to Brian, and then she remembered an ironic thing.
"When I get drunk, you can take me to a hotel and see what I can do in a drunken stupor."
After that Winnie gave her smile, but there were tears in her eyes.
Fortunately, she could hold in back.
The waiter gave her a bigger glass and she filled it herself.
"Go ahead, what do you want to say?"
Winnie drank up a big glass of wine after saying that.
At this time, Brian had impulse to grab the glass, but he did not.
Winnie asked him to continue, but he had no mood to explain.
Winnie had never drunk so much wine, she was torturing herself. Why did she torture herself as she
did something wrong? Why did she defend Stefan? She should be happy, but why she looked so sad?
"Go ahead."
Winnie urged him.
"You can scold me in the hot pot restaurant, but Gloria can’t. Even if she were your lawful wife, she has
no right to scold me. I put up with it not because of her, I was afraid..."
Winnie controlled herself with the last hint of reason. She was afraid that Brian would be embarrassed,
but she could not say it out, or Brian would think she had motives.
"Drink... Drinking is best."
Winnie got really drunk and she felt she could not speak smoothly, but she would not stop until Brian
felt it was enough.
Winnie drank up again and then she remembered another thing.
"Right, I sang for Stefan that day. I'll sing one for you. You don't seem to have heard me sing before. It's
very good. Wait.”
Winnie got up, although her legs were weak, she could go to the stage to sing.
Brian did not stop her and did not get up to help her. He was always wearing a black face and frowning.
Winnie chose a song that suited her mood.
It was the same stage, the same chair, the same microphone. Everything did not change, and even the
mood was still low.
As the music sounded, it followed by Winnie’s sad voice.
From the first sentence, Winnie fell into sadness and helplessness of the song.
She was wrong, so was Brian, they should not meet and should not fell in love. She just couldn't
understand why she had to make something so complicated when she knew it was wrong.
Other people's relationship was simple and decisive. They could decide to love or part, but her love
was so different.
When they were together, they had considerations and worries, and when they broke up, they tortured
each other.
Brian was listening carefully to her song.
This was the first time he heard Winnie singing and he admitted that she sang well as a singer.
But Winnie’s frown and sadness caught his attention.
She was so wrapped up in the song, as if she was the character of the song.
Winnie continued to sing, but she could not control her tears finally, and when she felt that, she turned
around.
She could shed tears, but Brian could not see it.
She was sitting in a chair with his back to Brian and holding a microphone.
This was the first time since she left Brian that she cried for breaking up. However, she would rather
attribute her tears to alcohol than the sadness of leaving Brian.
Toward the end of the song, Winnie wiped away tears with one hand. She believed that the light was so
dim that Brian could not see any trace of her crying.
At the end of the song, the whole bar gave a warm applause, but Brian clenched his fist.
Through Winnie's song, Brian knew that Winnie was painful even if she loved him, but he didn't want to
believe it.
"Well, is it good?"
Winnie said as she poured wine into a large glass.
She would keep drinking if Brian did not stop her.
Winnie raised a glass of wine and drank, as if she was extremely thirsty.
"When are you going to marry Gloria?”
Winnie put down her glass and then sat down, because she could no longer support her body.
"You and I are strangers, and my business has nothing to do with you."
Brian answered in a cold voice.
"Yes, I agree with you. Actually, I asked you that because I was afraid you'd choose Wendy. Oh... Brian,
under no circumstances can you marry Wendy. Even if... You and Wendy are the only two people left in
the world. You can't..."
"Understand? If you marry Wendy... I...... I wouldn't give you a good life even if I die."
Winnie poured wine again and then found that five bottles of wine had been drank up.
"Boss, bring me five more bottles of wine."
Winnie shouted loudly, and then looked at Brian.
"Instead of a glass, I'll drink straight from a bottle."
"Stop it."
Brian finally stopped her. Winnie could not drink too much and now she was not sober. She could not
speak smoothly and even shook sitting there.
"Stop it? Can you vent your anger if I stop? I tell... Brian, just this once... I'll give you, I'll give you a
chance to take revenge. If you don't kill me this time, no matter how much you hate me, next time...I
won't give you a chance."
Winnie knew she was drunk and could not speak smoothly, but her brain was sober.
“Brian, I am telling you…I...... I don't owe you anything from now on. I.. have nothing.. to do with you."
"Stop it. I'll send you home."
Brian ignored what Winnie said, got up and went to her.
"I don't need you to send me home, you just say..."
At this moment, the waiter had brought five bottles of wine over.
"Open it. If I don't drink as much as I did the other day, this gentleman will cause me trouble again... "
Winnie ordered the waiter, but she knew that the amount of drinking today had exceeded that day.
"I'll send you home."
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