When Love Dies: The Divorce Note

In the bar, I entered the noisy crowd and entered the private room where Celeste stayed.

Standing still at the door, I was about to enter inside when I heard Atticus' loud voice inside.

"Damn! You look too good!" Atticus complimented. "Will we be together in the future?"

Before Celeste could answer, I pushed open the door and walked inside.

It wasn't only Celeste and Atticus inside the room; their other friends were also there.

Some of them were spoiled, uneducated, wealthy kids.

I remember before Celeste lost her memory, she would never dare hang out with people like them. Like now, she wouldn't stay in the bar and drink until she was out of it.

One of them spotted me standing near the door and said, "Hey, look who's coming in. Aren't you the well-known man from the Anderson Family? What brings you out here to hang out with?"

When he said that, it caught everyone's attention and they all laughed their asses out loud.

That one man sitting next to Celeste dared not to react, staring at me coldly as if I had done something worse, even if I didn't.

It seemed that I, the official fiancé, interfered with their relationship, not him.

However, Celeste remained seated, holding a wine glass and looked at me.

She spread her arms to them the next moment and said, "Yes, I won! Now give me the money!"

Standing still opposite Celeste, I saw everyone somewhat disappointed that I had arrived and that all of them had lost. They all went closer to Celeste, scanning the payment code to pay their bet.

With that, I just realized it was all a play and I had been played.

"It seems that Mr. Anderson loves Celeste. She just said that, even though she was not sure, he's now here," said someone.

"How can you call him a fiancé then?" someone asked.

"Oh, what did you say? Both of them might not be in a relationship in the future, right, Atticus?" they asked Atticus.

I was lost for words. Everyone around Celeste teased her. What everyone was telling her seemed to be a dagger that stabbed my heart, slowly killing me deep inside.

It was well known that Atticus wasn't as wealthy as everyone around, faced mockery and could only look at Celeste helplessly.

"Celeste, should I leave?" Atticus asked her.

Frowning, I walked closer in their direction and pushed Atticus away from Celeste.

"Get lost!" I yelled and couldn't help it anymore.

Then I grabbed Celeste's wrist and said, "Come home with me!"

Celeste pulled away from my touch with disgust and helped Atticus instead to get up.

She looked at him with worry and sadness as if I had hurt him.

"I am fine, there is no need to worry," Atticus said, forcing a smile on his face. “It is my fault for making your fiancé loathe me."

As soon as he said that, Celeste turned and glared at me, clearly annoyed with my existence.

"Don't worry. He won't be my fiancé anymore soon," she assured him.

While I watched, Celeste was too calm having a conversation with Atticus than me.

I couldn't hear what Atticus said to her, but Celeste looked up at me. She then slowly approached me.

"If you want me to go back, then you finish this one bottle of wine first," she said, pointing at the wine.

Celeste placed a bottle of vodka in front of me while Atticus stood behind me and smirked.

I had shared with Celeste before that I had stomach problems. She knew it.

Before losing her memory, she used to cook different meals for me every day. She even brought people from her company to ensure I ate well.

Even if Celeste's dishes weren't as tasty as I expected, I endured it and ate just to see her smiling, feeling proud of what she had done.

Later that time, Celeste even trained to be good at cooking. She felt sorry for me.

It was hard for me to accept that the old her was gone and she was now the Celeste that loathed me to the bones.

And my memory was mixed up.

Seeing my hesitation, she smirked and took Atticus' hand.

She said, "Let's go back to the hotel."

I grabbed her hand as they were about to leave and could not wait for my decision.

"I will drink, just don't leave," I said.