<h4>Chapter 528: Chapter 528 Drowning Sorrows in Alcohol</h4>


    Ste also downed the whiskey in her ss in one gulp, shook the empty ss in her hand twice, squinting slightly with her intoxicated eyes and furrowed her brow: "So, are you now the target of everyone?"


    Scarlett Yates pulled the corners of her lips wearily, nodded and said: "Yeah, Ste, can you understand this feeling? No one wants to associate with me, they all think I will bring them trouble. They are polite on the surface, but they don’t even want to say a word more to me."


    "Ste, I’m being ostracized."


    "I’m unhappy, very unhappy."


    "But he doesn’t care about these things at all, he’s used to doing as he pleases, doesn’t care about others’ feelings. Ste, do you think I really made a mistake? Should I not have called him to question him?"


    "He was very angry, hung up my call, and told me not to call him again."


    "Oh, right, he also mentioned breaking up. Do you think he regrets it? Regrets impulsively confessing to me?"


    Ste frowned at her for a moment and sighed lightly: "Scarlett, you didn’t do anything wrong, it’s just that someone like him is used to being adored and ttered, and can’t ept your reproach."


    "I told you before, being with a man like him, you gain happiness but also be exhausted."


    Scarlett Yates smiled bitterly: "Yeah, he’s got the temperament of a Young Master, who dares to reprimand him? Even being willing to condescend to be with someone like me, amoner, is already enough of a grievance for him; how could he allow being rebuked by someone with my status?"


    They say drowning sorrows in alcohol only leads to more sorrow.


    But at this moment, she just wanted to get drunk, drunk enough not to think about those bothersome things that troubled her; drunk enough to temporarily throw all her worries aside.


    "Miss, your drink." The bartender handed her the freshly mixed cocktail.


    Seeing Scarlett Yates’ face already slightly flushed, Ste said worriedly: "Scarlett, haven’t you had too much to drink? If you keep drinking, you’ll get drunk."


    "Getting drunk is good." Scarlett Yates tilted her head to the side, her eyes already showing signs of drunkenness: "Ste, tonight we won’t go home until we’re drunk."


    Finishing her words, she disregarded Ste’s persuasion and tilted her head back to gulp another ss down.


    The iced cocktail was cool on entry, circling in the throat, then burning like fire in the stomach.


    "Scarlett, have you ever thought that Young Master Saxon was also thinking for you, not wanting you to be bullied by that woman? He stood up for you because he likes you, protecting you. Do you really want to have a cold war with him over this matter?" Watching her friend troubled by love, Ste put on a bittersweet smile.


    What is this?


    Last night she broke up, Scarlett Yates keptforting her, and in just one day, she found herselfforting Scarlett Yates in return.


    Last night, they seemed perfectly good, how overnight, the rtionship between them became so fraught.


    "Ste, was I wrong?" Scarlett Yates gazed with intoxicated eyes, her expression carrying a bit of confusion, "Knowing full well the disparity between us, even if we were together, we would face many problems, yet I still can’t bear to give up this rtionship."


    "He’s right. He has always been that way, it’s just me who didn’t see reality clearly; we shouldn’t have been together in the first ce."