Cheating with my boyfriend's best friend novel (Olivia and Aaron) novel Chapter 196

Chapter 196 | Miss You!

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When I gritted my teeth and tried to get up, I saw two clear tears on the ivory floor.

Hah! Emily had finally seen what she wanted to see. Was she satisfied now?

I turned around and yelled, “What qualifications do you have to accuse me of two-timing Aaron? Do you think I like Vincent? If he had not trapped me, Aaron and I would not have broken up. It is Vincent’s conspiracy! If you want to vent your anger, you should go to argue with him. Why are you making trouble for me? Why do you think I asked for all this? I am also an innocent victim!”

I had suppressed my emotions for too long, so they flooded out now. I just wanted to vent my anger, no longer caring about whether I would lose face.

Emily had never seen me lose my temper like this, so she stood still in a daze without any reaction.

After a long silence, she smiled sarcastically, “So what? If you hadn’t cooperated, you and Vincent would not have gotten married. Admit it! You are a filthy b*tch!”

Her every word accurately hit my pain points.

Was Aaron thinking the same? He did not think I was a victim but believed I had willingly cooperated with Vincent, right?

Emily rolled her eyes, slowly approached me, and squatted down. Then, she stared into my eyes, narrowed her eyes, and smiled happily, “Cry, Olive! This trip is worth it. Seeing you cry so badly, I regained mental balance.”

After finishing speaking, she walked away on her high heels while happily humming a song.

After she left, I leaned against the corner of the wall, curled up, and cried heartily.

I thought I would feel much better after venting my emotions, but I was wrong. After crying, I felt worse instead of getting a better mood.

I did not want to go home because I would think of Aaron when I was alone. So, I decided to get myself drunk. As long as I was drunk, I would not think about anything.

I wiped off my tears and sent a message to Nick to ask him where the newly opened bar he had mentioned this afternoon was.

He quickly sent the address to me and asked, “What happened? Why do you suddenly want to get drunk? Do you want me to accompany you?”

“No,” I replied, turned off my phone, and went to the bar.

After entering the bar, I went straight to the bar counter and said, “I’d like a jug of beer.”

When the waiter brought me the beer, I mechanically poured it into my mouth like an alcoholic. Then, I felt dizzy. It was good! I thought I was probably drunk.

Leaning on the bar counter, I widened my eyes, trying to see if Aaron was among the people passing by. It was annoying. Even when I was drunk, I could not see the man I missed the most.

When the alcohol affected my brain, my mind was no longer as clear as before. Then, I discovered another benefit of getting drunk besides making me less heartbroken. It also reduced my sense of shame!