Chapter 500

The men who had been hovering around quickly scattered, acting as if nothing had happened. They returned to their booths-some drinking, others dancing- blending back into the chaotic rhythm of the bar.

"Zachary, you came to pick me up?"

Vivian looked up at him with misty eyes. Zachary's gaze swept across the table cluttered with empty glasses, his brows knitting together.

"Why did you drink so much?"

"Because I'm upset," Vivian murmured, resting her hand lightly on his arm. "They all say you love Sarah, not me. They say I ruined your happiness by suddenly returning to the country. Zachary, is that true?"

"Come on, drink up!"

"Stop just drinking-let's go dance!"

The deafening noise of the bar pounded against Sarah's ears. She leaned against the wall near the restroom, a spot that conveniently kept her hidden while still allowing her to hear every word exchanged between Zachary and Vivian.

Zachary hesitated for a long moment. Vivian clung to him, her voice laced with desperation.

"Tell me, Zachary! Tell me the truth!"

Her voice trembled as if on the verge of tears.

her fists

her. Is it

pause. Then, his


"No."

Thump. Thump.

heartbeat pounded violently in her

the drunken chatter, the laughter and

through the haze,

not me. That I ruined

"No."

He said no.

Sarah's entire body trembled.

auction proposal, the shocking crash on the overpass-each event was etched

all been

Zachary's denial his way of saying that the only person he had ever truly loved was

more than a stand-in


desperately

real, then why had he risked his life to crash into the

truly loved Vivian, then why had he secretly handed her

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