Get you in my arms

Chapter 78 Unwilling

People couldn't see each other's face which was hidden in the darkness. Their eyes were on her. They were gloating, sneering, exaggerating

Suddenly, a craziness rock and roll was heard in the room, followed by a burst of laughter. Of course, they couldn't hear their laughter, but rock and roll.

Maggie was so shocked that she stood rooted to the spot like a piece of wood.

In the dark, someone rushed to her and pulled down the table cloth, wrapping it around her.

She hated that figure so much.

The sudden resentment brought her back to her senses. "Get out of my way." She pushed the figure away and rushed into the darkness.

"Sophia, are you all right?" Not long after, Lucas was immediately brought Sophia back to the reception desk.

The lights above their heads were turned on, and the light in the hall was back on.

The paused crowd resumed their previous activities without mocking laughter or gloating expression, as if nothing had just happened. They maintained their superior, good manner in the light.

Sitting in front of the bar counter were Lucas and Sophia.

Lucas entered the bar counter and intended to prepare a cup of wine for tonight's Sophia in person.

The mixed wine pot swirled around his finger. The silver lights were intertwined, making people unable to see enough.

Then he added some wine into the brandy cup.

When the leading wine was ignited, the dark blue flame rose in the cup, sparkling and splashing. Due to heat, the wine gave off a strong fragrance, which made people intoxicated.

Raised the cup and poured the burning wine into the nearby glass tower. A burning blue waterfall flew down, flaunting the dark bar counter in front of her.

Then, a sweet lemon rain fell down and extinguished the leaping flame.

"Wow -" Sophia greeted him while her eyes were wide open. Before her sight turned around, a glass of cocktail with splendid colors was placed in front of her. "This glass of wine is called dreamy rainbow. Have a try." After saying that, he added, "It doesn't have alcohol."

The charming liquid in the goblet was like a colorful rainbow on a rainy day. "I'd like try it.".

A smooth taste of wine slipped on the tip of his tongue, bitter, like the sad feeling of being lovelorn, slipped into his throat. There was only a hint of sweetness, as if to indicate a good new life.

"I didn't expect that you are so capable!" She looked at him with appreciation.

"Yes, you have the whole life to explore them." He smiled charmingly.

Far away, in a dark corner, a pair of eyes were angrily staring at them through their sunglasses.

"He is really good at flirting. He really knows how to please women."

"Can you see now?" Ellie swayed her fingers in front of his sunglasses.

"I heard it." John replied impatiently as she pushed his sunglasses up.

"You have a pair of sharp ears, haven't you?" Ellie leaned over and whispered in his ear, "you are awesome."

"I was drunk that night, Ellie," said John in a cold tone, with a slight blush on his face.

"I was drunk too." Ellie shrugged and smiled, trying to cover the upset on her face. "Do you think that I'm pestering you? I have plenty of suitors. "

"I can see that." John had a sip of beer and his tone was flat, making Ellie's disappointment deepened. She lowered her head and took two hard sips of the cocktail. "Do you have someone you like?"

"Yes." John nodded slightly and turned his head to Sophia unconsciously.

"Who is she? Is she beautiful?" Ellie was jealous.

"She is beautiful. In my eyes, she is the most beautiful woman in the world." "We grew up together and we were born in the same delivery room. I fell in love with her when I saw her in the delivery room."

"Come on! A newborn baby can't see anything," Ellie's heart sank.

"Yes, I can. I can see her. She can see me too." With a determined look on his face.

"If so, why isn't she with you?" Ellie remembered that Sophia had told her that John didn't have a girlfriend, which meant his childhood sweetheart had broken up with him, didn't it?

Hearing that, John's face twitched. He tightened his fingers and the can in his hands sank deeper. "We love each other deeply, but a bastard broke us up with dirty means!"

Ellie was stunned, "who is so hateful? "

"He is..." John suddenly paused. Ellie slightly turned her eyes and glanced at Lucas and Sophia who were coming over.

"You are here!" Sophia smiled gracefully.

"What are you two doing here?" Lucas held Sophia's hand and sat down with her. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

"It's none of your business." John said with anger.

"Ellie's business is my business." Lucas' face fell.

Ellie looked at the two people in a tit for tat. "Do you have any conflict?"

"No. they always tease each other when they meet." Sophia waved her hands.

Both of them frowned. Was this called a joke? Ellie was confused.

"Come on, let's have a drink together. Maybe we will be relatives in the future." She raised her glass.

Ellie realized what she meant, feeling shy and happy.

"Who is he relative to?" The two almost spoke with one voice.

"It's my birthday today!" Sophia gasped. It meant that they would do her a favor. They got along very well and could not upset her.

So, in order to see the birthday girl they loved at the same time, they drank the wine and swallowed it in one gulp. Then they decided to turn the vital energy into alcohol.

Unfortunately, the woman who didn't know what happened began to mention it. Ellie took a sip of champagne and looked at Sophia. "John just told me about his childhood sweetheart, do you know?"

"What's wrong?" Sophia asked.

"He said they were born in the same delivery room on the same day of their life, and they loved each other deeply. But now they were separated by a mean villain, is it true?"

As soon as Ellie stopped, Lucas' eyes flashed two fierce lights. "Ellie, are you drunk?"

"I didn't drink." Ellie pouted.

"Then why do you keep saying those drunken words?" Lucas grumbled.

"I'm not asking you. I'm asking Sophia." Ellie stomped her feet.

Deep inside, John sneered and thought it was a good idea.

Sophia wanted to spit out blood. She had tried her best to put out the fire, and now she added fuel to the fire.