Arabella was still enjoying her wine alone at the bar until she felt even more overwhelmed after drinking two bottles. When her patience reached its limit, she wanted to throw the glass at the bartender. At this point, she hated everyone she saw. Especially since everyone was still smiling while she was suffering, making her incredibly jealous.
Her right hand was about to throw the glass, but her action was immediately stopped by the handsome young man who was also her boyfriend. She looked away and pushed him away with all her might.
"Why are you bothering me now?!"
"Seeing you like this makes me feel so sorry for you. I don't know what trouble you'll be in now. I'm sick of seeing you so helpless every time you get drunk!"
"You don't have to interfere. I really want to kill that bitch! How dare she take Callum from me!"
Cliff's brow furrowed. "Could it be that the bitch you're referring to is Edith!"
