She Accepted Divorce, He Panicked by Nyx Rai

135 Getting Drunk Scarlett's POV

It won't work if Ava doesn't leave Sebastian's side, which is the most cases. Betting on my luck, I sneak to the edge of the staircase, peeking out without exposing myself.

The lobby has only the chandelier on, dim mode. The faint yellow light cast an ambiguous spell on the crowd, and the air smells sexy. With the help of alcohol, it's like everyone's reason has been taken a bite from, and they are all now shaking their heads at the music, laughing and occasionally touching their bodies,

The party is well-done now.

In a light dress, I don't stand out at all. Unlike Sebastian-

I'm a bit surprised to find him sitting by the bar all alone, a drink in his hand and no Ava. He looks sullen and bored, but lucky for me, he is not leaving. The moment I look over, as if felt something, he suddenly looks up, and his eyes crushes right into mine. Then he smiles. A clean, friendly smile with little intention behind it. Just purely to be friendly.

Just like the day when he saved me.

I suppress my memory, walking down and sneaking to his side. He looks a bit surprised. His phone - my target - on the table right by his hand. He keeps his phone in mute mode, and this way he doesn't miss any notification.

"Didn't think you would come out again," He smiles, genuine happiness shining in his eyes - a smile I don't usually get-

blurt. Instantly my words seem to freeze his smile. That

looks away as if he didn't understand my indication, snapping his fingers to catch the bartender's attention, "Want

I can tell. I had to go to different bars to take him home during the first year of our marriage, and I have seen all his drunk stages,

man who loved one woman for his whole

his lips, and I bite mine

talking with him staying silent. Somehow it got harder to have a good conversation when he reacts to me now. "-I'm

nervously, telling myself to keep a smile even

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calmly for a moment as if he has seen through me, then he shakes his head and smiles again: "Any decent

up, and he looks over as he

I put my purse over his phone. He darts his black eyes at me,

it's not polite to look at your phone when talking to people," I find the first excuse I can find, sitting