Lizbeth downed the wine in one gulp and cringed. She pointed at the spot where her heart was. "Jenson, it hurts right here...so much! Forget it...forget it, you wouldn't...understand even if I told you!"
She liked Arthur so much and wanted to marry him so much, but he always yelled at her over another woman.
Last time, it was Elyse. Now, it was Lucy. Arthur had never cared about her!
She was really heartbroken!
Jenson thought, 'How do you know I wouldn't understand that feeling?' However, he only reached out his fair hand to snatch her glass away. "That's enough, you can't drink any more, or you're really going to feel sick!"
"You know," Lizbeth suddenly threw herself into his arms and held his face in her hands. "If only you were Arthur, how nice that would be! If only Arthur treate
