Chapter 444 Tearful Complaints
“Ms. Garcia, you have had too much to drink. Why don’t you let Mr. Cadman send you back instead? It’s very dangerous for a beautiful woman like you to walk alone on the streets.”
“That’s right. There are bad people everywhere. Furthermore, you are leaving a karaoke bar. There will be many perverts eyeing you if you are unescorted.”
My colleagues tried to convince me to let Nicholas take me home.
Although I was irritated, I could not very well embarrass him in front of everyone seeing that he was our immediate superior. People might gossip about us in the future if I put Nicholas on the spot. Therefore, I remained silent in spite of my displeasure.
I said with a smile, “Thank you for your concern. Please enjoy yourselves. I’m not feeling well. I’ll make a move first.”
After that, I walked out of the private room with Nicholas following behind me.
Once we were out of the karaoke bar, I could not help but shiver when the cold air hit me. Now that it was late, it had become quite cold. I stood at the entrance waiting for a taxi. Since I drank, it was better I did not drive.
When Nicholas saw me shivering, he removed his jacket and placed it on me. In an instant, I was not cold anymore. Unfortunately, the moment he touched me, I instinctively removed his jacket from my shoulders.
“No, I’m good. Thank you.”
Wearing a man’s jacket felt too intimate. I had no wish to be so close to him.
Nicholas looked disappointingly at the jacket in my hand.
“Is there a need to be so distant between the two of us? Anna, aren’t we still friends? I was worried that you might catch a cold. That’s why I gave you my jacket. Please don’t think too much. I have no other intentions.”
I could hear the dejection in his voice.
Now that he had clarified himself, it would appear cruel if I refused his kindness. However, I truly wanted to have nothing to do with him.
“I really don’t need it. I had so much alcohol earlier on that I am still feeling a little warm. The cool air comes at the right time.”
Despite the fact that I was freezing, I put on a brave front with a smile.
He looked into my eyes, and it was a long while before he looked away. I could sense his despondency.
The cab arrived, and I got in. I thought he would return to the private room. Instead, he got in as well.
I looked at him with a frown and wondered how I was going to get him to exit the vehicle.
It was as if he knew I wanted to say something. Before that could happen, Nicholas said, “I’ll only be at ease once you have reached home.”
His tone sounded resolute. It seemed there was no room for discussion.
During the ride back, I became giddier and felt even more uncomfortable. The combination of the alcohol and car ride was giving both my head and stomach a hard time.
I leaned back on the seat and shut my eyes. I was feeling really unwell.
“Are you all right?” asked Nicholas worriedly when he saw me in discomfort.
“I’m fine…”
I tried to suppress the urge to vomit.
The rest of the ride went on in silence. I had no idea how long it took. By the time I arrived home, I paid the cab driver his fare and got out in a daze. I stumbled around unsteadily in my heels; my vision was getting more blurred.
I was starting to regret drinking so much earlier on. Now, I had to suffer the consequences.
It felt as if I was walking on cotton wool. The feeling of falling at any moment was very real.
Just then, Nicholas came up to support me. “You can’t hold your drink that well. You shouldn’t have drunk so much just now. How much exactly did you drink? How did you get so drunk?”
Although Nicholas sounded like he was telling me off, his eyes revealed the concern he had for me.
“I didn’t drink that much. Maybe, my alcohol tolerance level isn’t so good. That’s why I became drunk after a couple of glasses.” At the present moment, I was not in the condition to remind myself of what he had done to me in the past. In fact, I had forgotten all about it.
With one hand supporting me and the other rummaging for the house keys in my bag, Nicholas managed to open the door.
Once we got to the living room, he left me on the couch and poured a glass of water for me.
Lying on the couch, my giddiness became more severe, and I was unable to think straight anymore.
When Nicholas returned, I mistook him for Michael. All of a sudden, my tears began to flow.
Perhaps, subconsciously, I wanted to see Michael. That was why I mistook Nicholas for him.
“What are you doing here? Why are you in my house?”
I forced myself to sit up and look at him. My emotions were all over the place.
“You had too much to drink, so I sent you back home. Did you forget?”
Nicholas frowned and looked at me helplessly.
“I don’t need you to send me home. I also don’t need your concern. Stop your act! Don’t show up in front of me next time! Since you have chosen to dump me back then, why do you keep appearing in front of me every other day? What exactly do you want from me? Are you trying to drive me crazy?”
I looked up at him with tears flowing down my face. “A year ago, did you know how badly I needed you by my side? Did you know the pain that I was in? Why were you so cruel to me? Why?”
I have concealed this hurt for a year now. In my dreams, I have asked myself countless times. Why was he so heartless to me? What have I done wrong? How could he hurt me like that?
Weren’t the two of us very much in love with one another?
Nicholas was initially worried for me. After what I said, his face darkened. I could see the fury in his eyes, but he did not vent it out on me.
“Why won’t you answer my questions? Tell me why you had to hurt me. Why did things end up this way for the both of us? Do you know how torturous it has been for the past year? I hate you even in my dreams. Michael Shaw, give me a reason so that I can stop loving you… So that I can stop hating you!”
