The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 1306

The deafening music pierced through Blake’s eardrums as she

downed drink after drink. Eventually, the last drink left her somewhat intoxicated. Everything felt surreal when she looked at the colorful lights.

Janice hurriedly took the drink from Blake’s hand. “Stop drinking. You’ve drank a lot. If you keep drinking, your body won’t be able to handle it. It’s already late; I should take you home now.”

Blake pushed Janice’s hands away and drunkenly babbled, “I-I don’t want to go back. I have to marry Liam when I go back. I don’t want to get married. I want to wait for Kevin to come back. He slept with me and promised to take responsibility!”

Janice’s eyes widened as if she had just heard some earth-shattering news. “W-What did you say?! You slept with Mr. Harrison? I knew you were more than just friends with him. I even asked back then why he always looked toward our direction.

Confused, she asked, “If you like Mr. Harrison, why are you marrying Mr. Xander? Blake, what happened after you went downstairs?!”

Blake, heavily intoxicated, staggered around. She was holding onto the glass as she headed for the restroom. “Why am I marrying Liam? I won’t tell you why. It’s because my sister forced me.”

Janice was puzzled. “Your sister? Who’s your sister?”

“Who else could it be? Cecilia Samford.”

“What?!” Janice stood stunned in place for a long time, unable to

process what Blake had just said. When she saw Blake bumping into

someone, she hurried forward to support her. “Blake, walk slower.”

After walking into the dark corridor leading to the restroom, Blake

the wall. At

from the darkness suddenly pulled her to

lights.

where

Blake responded, “I…”

shouted anxiously. She thought, ‘She’d just turned the corner. How could she have disappeared

by someone’s hand.

his face clearly; it was

fallen unconscious.

a deep and intense gaze, the man in black

the defenseless Blake

graffiti and an abandoned couch,

on the man’s shoulder. She placed her

of yours is like that of my deceased ex

husband.”

to caress his face with

“Put your hands down. Someone will take you

soon.”

leave, and I won’t put my hands down. I want you to stay here

squinted, her vision blurry, her body exuding a strong smell

She stared at the man carefully

saying, “Kevin, you jerk. When are you

back? If you don’t come back soon, I’ll have