Chapter 361
"No need, just leavealone."
"Alright, alright.” The manager quickly backed off.
Scarlett slumped back into her seat and grabbed a bottle of liquor, ready to drown
her guilt.
Steven snatched the bottle out of her hand. "What are you doing?"
"Leavealone! This is all my fault," she muttered, still consumed by self-blame.
The fear from earlier lingered, and now she teetered between anxiety and drunkenness, reaching again for the
bottle.
Scarlett's cheeks were flushed, her eyes hazy as she gazed longingly at the drink. She stretched her hand toward
Steven, trying to wrestle it back.
Holding the bottle out of her reach, Steven stared at the empty bottles on the table, dumbfounded. "You've
already had so much. That's enough!"
"Don't tellwhat to do!" She shoved Steven aside and called out to a passing server. "Bringtwo more
bottles!"
Steven followed close behind, immediately countering, "Ignore her. She's drunk- don't bring anything."
Scarlett, lost in her haze, was trying to cling to any scraps of clarity, but the pounding music only made her head
spin.
"It's alright, Scarlett," Steven said, trying to soothe her. "Miss Sanders won't blyou."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"It's my fault! Why did | take her to that horrible man?" Scarlett burst into tears.
She grabbed another bottle and tried to chug it, but Steven intercepted it again. "Do you really need to drink?
Fine, I'll drink with you!"
He tilted the bottle back and gulped half of it down in one go, slamming the bottle onto the table and letting out
a loud belch.
Scarlett grabbed the sbottle and downed the remaining half.
Steven signaled to the bartender and ordered two more bottles, taking one and guzzling it down immediately.
"I'm going to get drunk tonight!"
His cheeks turned bright red, and he looked visibly dazed.
"Scarlett Larson, you idiot!"
"Steven Miller, you jerk! Why are you stealing my drinks?"
Half an hour later, the two of them stumbled out of the Morning Star Bar, swaying so badly it was impossible to
tell who was drunker.
Steven tried his best to support Scarlett, but it was one of his friends who finally helped them into a car and
drove them both to Steven's apartment.
He lived in a small place with only one bedroom. When Steven's friend placed Scarlett on the bed and tried to
take Steven away, Scarlett instinctively grabbed Steven's arm, refusing to let go.
With no other choice, the friend left them alone.
Steven, held firmly by Scarlett, caught the sharp scent of alcohol. Her delicate face was so close to his that it
stirred something inside him. The heat of the alcohol blurred his thoughts, making him forget who she was-or
even who he
was.
Before he realized it, he kissed her, and Scarlett didn't resist. Instead, she pulled him closer.
The next morning, when Scarlett opened her eyes, a man's face filled her vision. Her eyes widened in disbelief.
Steven?! How could it be him?
She glanced around and froze. They were lying in the sbed.
She quickly pulled back the blanket, horrified to find herself completely naked. To make matters worse, faint love
marks were visible all over her skin.
Panic took hold of her. She had never
experienced a hangover before, and
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As the sun climbed higher in the sky, its piercing rays filtered through the window, stinging Steven's eyes. He
squinted against the brightness and groaned, sitting up in bed.
His head throbbed with a dull, persistent ache.