Chapter 4
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At these words, Charlotte Monroe's hand, which was holding her arm, suddenly tightened.
Declan Kane, however, remained calm. "Is that so? Then we must be fated."
Seeing the atmosphere grow cold, the people around immediately started to liven things up.
A group of acquaintances gathered together to drink and play games, making a lot of noise.
Declan Kane didn't know anyone and wasn't fond of such lively gatherings, so he sat on the sofa.
Although Charlotte Monroe stayed by his side, her gaze kept drifting to the table on the left.
Following her line of sight, he immediately noticed Finn Wilder, who was making the most noise.
At first, she held back, but when Finn Wilder picked up the glass in front of him, she couldn't sit still any longer. She abruptly stood up, snatched the glass away, her tone filled with dissatisfaction.
"You're allergic to alcohol, and you're still drinking? Are you out of your mind?"
Because the voice was too agitated, the entire hall fell silent, and everyone turned their gaze over.
Finn Wilder fiddled with the dice in his hand, a playful smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
"After all these years, you still remember that?"
Before Charlotte Monroe could speak, her drunken girlfriends suddenly leaned in and shouted, "How could Charlotte forget? Back when you two were dating, she only had eyes for you, you know."
Hearing this, Charlotte Monroe instinctively glanced back at Declan Kane, her expression darkening instantly. She scolded sharply, "If you're drunk, go sober up! What nonsense are you spouting here?"
The group paled at her tone, finally realizing Declan Kane was present, and quickly tried to smooth things over.
"Drink less, the game isn't over yet!"
"Come on, next round!"
The frozen atmosphere at the scene finally returned to normal.
After suppressing the surging emotions in her chest, Charlotte Monroe returned to the sofa, picked up the juice on the table, and handed it to the person beside her.
Declan Kane said nothing, asked nothing, took the glass, and sipped a few mouthfuls.
His calm demeanor only made Charlotte Monroe more uneasy.
She was about to explain when the sound of teasing came from behind her.
"Finn lost! Let me draw, let me draw!"
"Let me see, you drew 'Truth.' The question here is, if possible, would you get back together with your ex-girlfriend?"
In the silence, Finn Wilder turned his gaze to Charlotte Monroe, curling his lips slightly.
"Never. Ever. Will. I."
As these four words were spoken, the atmosphere in the private room plummeted to freezing point.
No one dared to make a sound.
Finn Wilder seemed oblivious, insisting on starting a new game.
The group tried to humor him while sneaking glances at Charlotte Monroe, whose dark expression seemed ready to overturn the entire room, leaving everyone too afraid to breathe.
And in the latest round, Finn Wilder lost again.
Just as he was about to face the punishment, Charlotte Monroe couldn't hold back any longer, grabbing his hand and rushing out the door.
The people on the scene seemed to have anticipated this situation, and no one asked any questions, each going about their own business.
However, Declan Kane could see through the floor-to-ceiling window two figures arguing not far away, along with the intense but indistinct sounds of their dispute.
Watching this scene, a complex emotion flashed in Declan Kane's eyes.
In his memory, Charlotte Monroe seemed indifferent to everything, always wearing a careless, lazy smile on her face.
After knowing her for eight years, it was the first time he had seen her so out of control.
Yet it was all because of Finn Wilder's words, "Never will."
It turns out that when one is not loved, everyone is equally pitiful.
After the argument, Charlotte Monroe seemed to be so angry that she left without looking back.
Seeing Finn Wilder come in alone, everyone realized that the banquet was going to fizzle out, and they began to make excuses to leave.
And Declan Kane, the neglected protagonist of the banquet, also stood up amidst the chaos.
Before leaving, he went to the restroom.
Through the door, he heard a series of footsteps outside.
A moment later, the voice of the most boisterous guy from the drinking table suddenly rang out.
"Finn, you obviously still like Charlotte Monroe. You came back to China for her this time, so why did you say those things earlier? You made her leave, so how are you going to reconcile now?"
After the sound of running water, Finn Wilder responded with a laugh.
"If we don’t have a fight, how can she remember what happened eight years ago? I want her to recall the heart-wrenching pain and the feeling of unrequited love when we broke up, so she’ll never forget me."
"No, it's been eight years. How much longer do you expect her to hold on? Look at all the boyfriends she’s had—every one of them resembles you. The one she brought today, even though they’ve been together for a while, seems like it’s just for fun. Look at today, his birthday, yet Charlotte Monroe’s eyes and thoughts are all on you. The birthday boy is practically invisible. It’s so funny I can’t stop laughing."
Hearing his friend’s teasing, Finn Wilder also chuckled softly before speaking in a low voice.
"You don’t understand. The Monroe family is a wealthy family in New Haven, and Charlotte’s temperament and looks are outstanding in every way. The Monroe family would never approve of my ordinary background. They’ll definitely find her a husband who matches her in every way. This is the only way I can make her heart completely belong to me. Even though we fought today, in a few days when her anger subsides, I’ll just give her a way out, and she’ll definitely come back without holding a grudge."
As soon as the words fell, the bathroom door swung open violently.
Declan Kane stood not far away, locking eyes with them!
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