Chapter 21 My Ex–husband
Felton glanced at the glass on the table and then picked it up and
gulped down the wine with a straight face. It was smooth, but
somehow he tasted bitterness.
Suppressing his feelings, he said, his gaze turning cold, “Why did
you go all out and play someone you’re not just to approach
me?”
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Being questioned, Anastasia picked up her glass, too, and took a
sip. She had a beautiful, charming face, and the neon strobes shining on her slightly bulging face added a touch of innocence
and childishness to her temperament.
“I was stupid back then,” she said casually before gulping down
the wine.
Exhaling, she slammed the table, making loud noises.
“This is weak. Is the bartender asleep or what? Give me a Bloody
Mary!”
Felton squinted. “You’re not allowed to drink. Don’t push your
luck.”
She scoffed, “You don’t get to tell me what to do and what not to
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- do. You’re just my ex–husband now!”
“You…” Felton felt his chest tightened.
Soon, Lorenzo brought a full glass of red liquid over.
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She took a small sip before swirling the glass at Felton. “You’re
not my husband anymore. I can drink, dance, and be with any
man I want. You don’t get to say a word.”
ད ད ད%དས་ ད་ ་ ད་ད་ ད་ད་ར་ དབང་ དད་ ད་ ་ ར་བ་ག་ང་དང་གི་ཀ་ར་ག་
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Felton gazed at her, his mood complicated. At this precise
moment, in this noisy bar, he realized for the first time that he
had really lost her.
But of course, he wouldn’t admit the frustration. He sneered,
“Yeah, who can stop you from choosing your worst life
anyway?”
Anastasia was already a bit tipsy. She shook her finger and her
head, saying, “Stop trying to get under my skin. Whether I’m
choosing my worst life is none of your business. If you wanna
get involved with my life again…”
She stood up, leaned over to him slowly, pinched his chin, and
said in a hoarse voice, “If you wanna get involved with my life
again, then you’ll be as stupid as I was for the past three years.”
They were centimeters away from each other, and as she spoke,
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Felton could feel her warm breath on his face.
Her crimson lips almost brushed against his chiseled jawline.
After speaking, she picked up the Bloody Mary, wanting to feed
it to him.
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He saw her lipstick on its rim and frowned, but he didn’t dodge.
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Grinning, she fed him all the remaining drink and then tossed
the glass away and clapped her hands like a child.
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“I hope you and Raquel–you despicable pair–stay together
forever,” she stared at him with deep hatred, saying the cruelest
things in the most harmless voice.
Felton locked eyes with her. In just a few seconds, he thought a
lot.
Raquel was frail and harmless, and she needed comfort and
someone to lean on.
Anastasia, however, was alluring, tough, commanding, and
mysterious. The CEO of Regent Entertainment got her back, and
the manager of Eclipse Bar was so respectful to her.
She had so many secrets, which indeed made him suspicious.
He lowered his head, picked up the glasses on the table one by
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one, and finished each with a gulp.
Soon, glasses scattered across the table. He wiped the corners of
his mouth and straightened his tie. “Thanks for your blessing.
I’m off.”
He stopped at the door. After seconds of hesitation, he turned
around and warned her.
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“Don’t try to smear Raquel through public opinion again. And
don’t even think about hurting her.”
པ་ད་
ད་ད་
་་་་་ད་དང་ ་ད་ར་ད་་ནང་་ད་ད་དང་ནད་་་ནང་གི་
Anastasia leaned against the sofa lazily, as if the aftereffects of
the alcohol had finally caught up with her.
Since her head was slightly dropped, her curly hair scattered on
both sides of her cheeks, making her even more breathtakingly
beautiful.
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“Did you hear me?” For some reason, Felton was slightly edgy.
