Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 268

Natalia awkwardly smoothed down her dress, looking slightly out of place.

Scarlett eyed her, "You two?"

Clearing her throat, Natalia admitted, "I've decided to give it a shot. After all, not trying at all would be my biggest regret."

"Are you sure about this?" Scarlett asked, concern lacing her voice.

Nodding, Natalia confirmed her decision.

Without another word, Scarlett wrapped her in a hug. "Natalia, I just want you to be happy."

A smile broke on Natalia's face as she hugged Scarlett back. "I will try my best."

After leaving Natalia's place, Scarlett headed straight for the diner where Elliott had agreed to meet. But as she stepped inside, she froze.

There, besides Emeric, was Elliott-the last person she expected to see!

Elliott's eyes lit up at the sight of her. His raised eyebrows seemed to say, "See? I got you a date."

Scarlett rolled her eyes at him in disgust.

Emeric, caught off guard by her arrival, stuttered, "Dr. Scarlett, you're here too?"

Scarlett shot Elliott a glare.

Was this his idea of setting her up?

She attempted a smile at Emeric, "Hey, Emeric."

Before she could finish, Elliott interjected, "I invited you both."

He chuckled, revealing his plot.

Scarlett realized she had been played.

that lunatic, knew exactly what he

kicked him under the

winced, trying to play it

this time. "Since you're

face turned pale from the

Scarlett outside. "Scarlett, let's use our words,

and bit

marks on his hand after she

inside, leaving Elliott

glass of red wine. "You can handle a bit

loved wine but had a low tolerance. Still, she nodded

act docile around Emeric, clicked his tongue

any

he suggested, "Forget the red.

amused, declined. "I have surgery tomorrow. But I can get it for you,

it to Scarlett,

spoke throughout

off his irritation, drinking glass after glass

tried to support her but ended up

Scarlett looked unexpectedly innocent,

felt an inexplicable thirst at the sight of her lips but quickly looked

to ask her home address. But before he could, she threw up on him. With a throbbing temple, Elliott

uncomfortable, stripped down to her lingerie

her as she slipped, the touch

Scarlett flirtatiously invited him to

the moment, laid her down on the bed, rejecting her drunken

words slurred but unmistakable, "Emeric, I

could almost spit blood, but then Scarlett suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck

even opened her eyes yet, but she could already feel a pounding

she instead encountered the warm body next to

eyes to find Elliott beside

buzzed, and impulsively, she

relief after a night's rest had eased