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    Chapter 198 Get Drunk


    Nathaniel clenched his fists!


    How could they?


    After Nathaniel left on an impulse, he felt that he overreacted tonight. What he said just now was not


    from his heart. After he calmed himsell down, he felt that J was lying when she said that she was


    with Nigel.


    Nathaniel didn’t know whether he wanted to confirm it or to apologize, but he turned the car around


    halfway and drove back.


    However, as soon as Nathaniel got out of the car, he saw J and Nigel holding each other and Nigel


    kissing J on her head.


    So, J and Nigel were together.


    Nathaniel was blind to reality.


    Nathaniel felt a sharp pain in his heart, and a trace of embarrassment shed across his face.


    This was ridiculous.


    Nathaniel’s face was tense. He stepped on the elerator hard and turned the car around abruptly.


    The car sped off toward the downtown area. He needed to vent his anger now.


    The car sped on the road.


    Nathaniel’s face was cold.


    After Nathaniel entered the bar, he threw the key to the valet. He strode to the booth with a terrible look


    on his face. The waiter trembled and stepped forward.


    “Mr. Webster, what would you like to drink?”


    Nathaniel nced at the menu and ordered some expensive strong wine.


    Soon, the wine was served. Nathaniel gulped it down. Before long, he had drunk up the wine on the


    table. He leaned against the sofa, looking depressed yet handsome. The watch on his wrist showed


    that he was an extraordinary man.


    Soon, a girl in the bar had her eyes on Nathaniel.


    Men got drunk in bars because of their careers or rtionships. For someone like Nathaniel, who wore


    branded clothes, drank vintage wine, and didn’t care about the prices, he must be crossed in love.


    Such a man was the most fragile now!


    The girls in the bar liked to hook up with this kind of man the most. If they were lucky, they might marry


    those rich men. If they were unlucky, they would just be one–night stands, but they could get a lot of


    money.


    Nathaniel was so handsome that they were willing to sleep with him for nothing!


    With this thought in mind, the girl pulled up her miniskirt to make her look sexy. She slowly approached


    Nathaniel with a ss of red wine


    in her hand.


    “Sir, are you alone?” N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive ? material.


    Nathaniel looked up at the girl. The smell of low–quality perfume irritated Nathaniel’s nose. The thick


    makeup on her face looked funny


    under the light and music of the bar.


    With just a nce, Nathaniel lowered his head and continued to drink his wine. The girl was about to


    get closer to him.


    “Get lost!” Nathaniel said.


    The girl felt a chill on her back. The smile froze on her lips.


    The girl was scared as she felt that Nathaniel was a dangerous man!!


    The girl thought that she had to leave, or Nathaniel would make her suffer.


    The girl wanted to seduce Nathaniel, but her life was more important! So she left dejectedly.


    The sleeves of Nathaniel’s white shirt were slightly rolled up. He picked up sses of wine and gulped


    it. The wine streamed down his cheeks, and his white shirt was stained with some wine.


    Nathaniel could hardly bear the pain.


    In a trance, he seemed to see what happened in the past. He was very tired from his work. No matter


    howte it was, when he went home. the dim light at the door would be on, and J woulde out


    in her pajamas from the bedroom to greet him with sleepy eyes.


    At that time. J was gentle..


    “Are you back? Are you hungry?”


    J was a good cook. The food she made was very delicious.


    Nathaniel unconsciously smiled, but in the next second, the scene of J and Nigel standing together


    and holding each other came flooding back.


    J was in J’s arms with a smile on her face, chatting andughing with him.


    Crack!


    The wine ss in Nathaniel’s hand was broken into pieces. His fingertips were bleeding. Blood flowed


    down the table and mixed with the wine. The scene was terrible.


    Nathaniel looked at his hand and was stunned, his eyes full of confusion.


    The mixture of a lot of vintage wine made Nathaniel drunk.


    The bartender was frightened and wanted to ask Nathaniel whether he needed help, but Nathaniel


    suddenly took out his phone and looked


    up at him.


    “If I call her, she will answer, right?”