Chapter 108: 108. Aching swelling_1

"Elly, come here, I need to talk to you."

Listening to the person on the other end of the phone who didn’t seem very sober, Elly Campbell frowned and asked, "Where are you?"

"Starry Night."

When Elly Campbell rushed to the Starry Night Bar, she saw Helen Melendy sitting at the counter from a distance, downing shots of hard liquor one after another.

As soon as she approached, the smell of alcohol mixed with perfume emanating from her friend made Elly involuntarily wrinkle her brow.

"Why are you drinking so much?"

"Elly, you’re here?"

Helen Melendy glanced at Elly with bleary eyes and poured her a drink, "Come on, have a few drinks with me."

didn’t touch it but simply placed it aside, gazing at her

while studying in the United States, and although one studied law and the other medicine, being from Greece brought them naturally close like old acquaintances in

similar temperaments, they became close

she knew had always been a very cheerful person; no matter what difficulties she

had seen her drink to this

me tell you... men... men are fucking bastards, they talk about loving you for a lifetime, but their hearts are rotten to the core, hurting you invisibly,

was startled and, facing Helen’s blurry

she

marriage to Adam Jones,

with emotions and then cold-heartedly leave you hanging, so cruelly that it catches you off

while Elly listened quietly, her

gulped it down fiercely, trying to wash away some of the

their hearts made of, how

blankly at Elly, her eyes full of confusion and unwillingness, "Back then, he

but felt as though the pain was her own, she picked up her glass once more and

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