Love is Like Strong Wine, Sealing the Throat

I recognized the place. It was a place where the rich and powerful often visited.

Realizing that I would spend a lot tonight, I cursed Simon in my heart. I shook my hair and went in in my high heels.

The receptionist in the front hall seemed to be used to the environment, but when she heard Simon’s name, she looked up at me in surprise.

When I passed by another private room with the door wide open, I heard my name in the conversation inside.

"Mr. Farrell, can you help me? The company has been targeted these days and I am scolded badly by father."

"Can you plead with your brother? Or I apologize to Yuki..."

Subconsciously, I looked inside and my face darkened.

It was the people in the club that day, as well as John.

He saw me too and walked towards me.

"Why are you here?"

He frowned, as though it was strange to see me here.

I crossed my arms and sneered. "Why can't I be here?"

As if he had thought of something, he grabbed my hand.

"I have something to tell you."

I shook him off and took a few steps back.

"Do you need me to remind you, John?"

"We've broken up."

John paused as if he had heard something incredible.

"Yuki, are you serious?"

I nodded and slowly appreciated my fingernails.

I had always been able to let it go.

Since he didn't respect me, there was no need for us to be together.

"Your family doesn't urge you to get married. Our agreement can be voided."

"Let's part amicably."

Ignoring his darkening face, I turned around and was about to leave.

Suddenly, he grabbed my wrist and threw me against the wall.

The waiter next to him hurried forward to persuade him.

"Mr. Farrell, you..."

Before she could finish her words, she was shouted back by John.

I calmed down soon and was still in the mood to smile.

"Could it be that Mr. Farrell really has feelings for me, an actress?"

My words pulled back the scene in the private room that day. The person in front of me opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

When had this pampered and arrogant young master ever apologized to anyone?

I felt bored and wanted to leave. While he was distracted, I pulled my hand back.

"Yuki..."

At the same time, the door of the private room next door was opened.

A voice came from inside the door, flat but creepy.

"Why haven't you come in yet? Do you want me to invite you?"

Whoever dared to ask Simon to invite him was in the same boat as the King of Hell.

I quickly slipped into the private room. John, who had come back to his senses, also recognized Simon's voice. When he saw me enter, he followed me in.

It was as if he had seen a ghost.

"Simon, why are you here... Yuki... Do you have dinner together?"

His tone was full of doubts. He glanced at Simon and recalled something. His face turned livid.

"You!"

Simon sat on a chair with his elbow resting on the armrest. I couldn’t tell anything from his calm expression, but his tone was chilling.

"Do you need me to teach you the rules on behalf of Zick?"

He suppressed his anger and said, "Yuki is my girlfriend. I'll take her away."

After that, he grabbed my hand and was about to take me away.

A light voice came from behind him.

"Stop right there."

"Did I allow you to leave?"