Chapter 162
Since leaving the police station last night, James hadn’t gone home. Instead, he’d come to the bar, at first just sitting and staring into space. As the crowd grew, he started ordering drinks.
He knew without question who had called the police on him. But what he couldn’t understand was: had Sarah really become so
heartless?
He could remember countless moments of Sarah’s forgiving and gentle nature – no matter what he did, she would always help
him kindly, never objecting
Perhaps he’d never known the real Sarah. He couldn’t believe those eyes now held no trace of warmth, but reality forced him to
accept it
He’d never felt so torn before, caught between Charlotte and Sarah.
On the day of the divorce, he hadn’t felt this way at all. He’d brought this on himself.
At the entrance, a woman linked arms with her friend. “Scarlett, what have you been up to lately? We’ve invited you so many times – you’re such a diva!”
“Tonight’s on me! To make up for it!”
As she walked in, she spotted a familiar face.
She froze, went to her booth, and looked again to confirm. It really was who she thought.
James!
What was he doing here?
A scantily dressed woman approached James, sitting beside him and trying to put her hand on his shoulder..
He immediately shoved her away. “Get lost!”
“What’s your problem!” The woman stormed off,
Scarlett smirked. Got you now, you scumbag.
humiliated.
Soon several women surrounded James. He was already drunk and helpless against them as they crowded around him, forcing drinks on him and grabbing his hands, getting far too intimate.
Scarlett coldly recorded a video of the scene – the ambient lighting showing a man lost in a drunken haze among several women.
She went to a quiet corner and called Sarah. “Guess who I just saw at the bar?”
Sarah answered sleepily, “Who? You’re at a bar?”
“Yeah, friends kept asking me out and I kept refusing, but I had to come this time. Hey, I ran into that jerk!”
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“James? What happened when you saw him?”
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Scarlett said excitedly, “I’ve got dirt on him now. Let him try harassing you again I’ll release this video of him getting cozy with
other women!”
Sarah was too drowsy to process this and fell back asleep.
“Hello? Sarah? Such a sleepyhead!” She hung up with a sigh.
The next morning at five, Sarah woke up. She went to the living room for hot water when she heard knocking – dull, weak thuds.
Who?!
She fearfully approached the door. She couldn’t see anyone through the peephole, but the knocking continued. She opened the security chain and cracked the door to finally see who it was.
James! Him again!
She slammed the doorshut and dialed a number.
“Charlotte, come get James! He’s drunk and lying in front of my door. If you’re not here in thirty minutes, I’m calling the police!” she snapped.
After the call ended, Charlotte stood stunned for a moment. She put her phone in her bag and, after some hesitation, drove over.
Sure enough, she found James at Sarah’s door, completely drunk, leaning against the wall with his eyes closed, weakly knocking again and again..
