Chapter 11

Henry had already walked behind her. His voice was very cold, so Sandy felt that her hands were painful. She turned around blankly, glanced at the woman in white who was waiting not far away looking at them aggrievedly, and suddenly smiled, "I think I still have time to relax after work." "So you come to the clubhouse to relax?" Henry's face changed and looked at her dizzy face, and suddenly became gloomy, "Don't you know where this is? You came here to get drunk alone. Do you want to be taken away by a wild man?!" Sandy smiled, but her eyes were a little warm, "Why? Are you the only one allowed to come here to spend a lot of time looking for women and I am not not allowed to come here to have fun?" "Henry, you change and be with different women every day, but you want me to just honestly waiting for you at home?" I don't know if it was because Tanya's words that touched the fragile nerve in her heart tonight, Sandy couldn't control her emotions for a while. Thinking of her waiting for him for two years, she still looked at him with disgust. She couldn't bear it. Henry thought she was jealous because of the woman in his arms. His face eased a little bit, but his voice was still stiff, "That woman...is just acting on occasion. I don't even know her. " "It's up to you……" Her head hurts and dizzy, so Sandy was a little frustrated for a moment. She threw away Henry heavily and grabbed his hand. She suddenly got a vertigo. She almost fell but was supported by Henry. He looked at her blushing face and frowned, "I will send you back." "Let me go!" Henry looked ugly, "Sandy, don't go too far!" Sandy shook off Henry's hand again. She closed her eyes and said, "I'm such an unreasonable woman! I think you want to comfort your woman, she can't wait for you." He doesn't know if it was because of the despair in Sandy's eyes that stabbed Henry. His breath tightened suddenly and he wanted to help her, but Sandy had already left. Sandy thought of what Henry said to her when she just left Junction town. He said, I will only be with you and I will only love you Sandy for the rest of my life. The old vows are still in her ears, but all this has long since been gone. Sandy cried and walked forward, not knowing where she was going. It wasn't until her body no longer had any strength when she held on to the telephone pole next to her, breathing continuously. Looking at the night-shrouded street in front of her, her eyes were so sore that she blinked gently and a drop of crystal fell down her cheek. She reached out to wipe her cheeks, but her tears keep on falling. She just gave up and let all the tears slip. Her face was pale as paper and her hands and feet were trembling. Her stomach was very uncomfortable because she drank without eating. The night wind suddenly blew in, so she shook her body, only to feel that the back of her head suddenly became extremely heavy. The next moment, her legs softened and she fell forward suddenly. However, she didn't feel any pain. She was pulled into a generous embrace. The moment the person hugged her; their lips touched each other's unconsciously. Sandy blinked as the soft touch on her lips was not like an illusion. She could even feel a faint scum on her lower jaw, and a hot and humid breath sprayed on her face. Suddenly, her stomach was turned upside down. "Wow--" "Brother!" There was a cry of exclamation not far away. Sandy didn't really hear it. She just felt more uncomfortable in her stomach. She suddenly pushed the man in front of her away, squatting on the side, and vomiting. Her stomach was uncomfortable, but because she didn't eat anything, she only vomited some acidic water. There was the sound of cars and a mess of footsteps in her ears. Sandy was unsteady and subconsciously grabbed the corner of the man next to her, her eyes looked at the man's dirty clothes. She was stunned and quickly said, "I'm sorry. I will give you money for laundry, I- —" Looking up, she slammed into a pair of deep and dark eyes. Those calm but slightly angry eyes were very familiar. Sandy suddenly fell silent. "Lu...Lucas..." Realizing that the person who had just been kissed by her and then threw up was Lucas, Sandy blushed and closed her eyes, "Mr. Johnson, I'm sorry, I—" She was just about to apologize, when everything around her was like spinning. Her whole body was beaten up and hugged by the man in front of her. Sandy instinctively circled his neck, and the smell of cigarettes penetrated her nose. She subconsciously began to struggle again, and said dimly, "Let me down..." The man did not speak, and walked forward holding her. "Brother, wait for me, where are you going?! Someone behind him followed. Sandy raised her head and saw a patch of colorful clothes. Drinking up, her head became dizzier, but her eyes looked more moist and charming. She lost consciousness gradually and she only murmured, "Brother? Hmm...it seems like you are the third son of the Johnson family..." After the man's footsteps stopped, he lowered his head and saw Sandy's bright black eyes like cats. "Lu... Lucas, ha ha... Speaking of you, I almost married you..." Sandy suddenly got up and laughed, "It's better to marry you than marry..." Before Sandy said the last sentence, her eyelids had become very heavy and soon she was completely plunged into darkness. Lucas looked at the woman in his arms with a deep gaze. He didn't miss the person that Sandy screamed before fainting—Henry.