Chapter 270

Simon was still casually wandering around the room, finally relaxing once he was sure there were no traces of another man.

"Clara, have you eaten? How about we go grab a bite together?"

"Simon, I have a boyfriend now. You should stop coming around; I don't want him getting jealous."

Simon's face turned beet red, shaking with frustration. Sure, he might not be in the high society league, but losing out to a waiter? Really? Seeing Clara's serious look just made him feel even more wronged.

"Do you have any conscience? I've gone through so much for you, and now you run off with a waiter? Are you that desperate? What's he got that I don't?"

Clara held back, resisting the urge to slap him, and instead pointed to the living room door.

"Just leave."

Simon pressed his lips together, dropping his head with a tinge of regret. He had promised to handle things better with her. Slowly, he backed out, throwing a look over his shoulder every few steps. Once downstairs, he kicked a trash can in frustration, then pulled out his phone to rally some friends for a drink.

Seated in a booth at The Moonlight Lounge, his anger simmered.

told me to leave. Ha, must've hooked up with some waiter. I've probably hurt her too

thought he was talking

Her not-so-great boyfriend hasn't shown up since she got sick, but she

Clara wasn't worth your time? You even

you were all over Quinn back then, and we all

good at

doesn't remember anything

words with another bottle, drinking himself into oblivion. Seeing him passed out, his pals were at a loss, eventually calling the Ferguson family to pick

curious glances. That video had been the talk of the town, and rumors were Quinn hadn't been to the Bradford

stayed soft as she helped Simon to his feet, leading him outside. "Simon, I'm here

plastered, mumbling incoherently as

he kept calling out, "Clara, Clara, I'm sorry

her tonight, or she wouldn't have been able to scoop up Simon. Recently, he'd been cold, not just canceling the wedding but refusing to see her, ignoring

she didn't act, she'd be left in the dust. Her position in the Bradford family was already awkward; losing Simon

them both, and snapped a few compromising photos, sending them to every group chat. Reputation be damned, as long as she could stay tied to Simon.

couldn't let go of Dylan. If she couldn't

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