Goodbye, My Wretched Love

Chapter 60

Chapter 60 Love At First Sight

When he saw Weldon checking his watch, Arslan teased, "The heroine has arrived.But the hero is nowhere to be found."

They all laughed at the irony.

Weldon just smiled and said, "Maybe he's stuck in the traffic jam.He's late.We can just go on without him.But he'll have to chug three glasses of wine as a punishment for this."

The rest smiled in agreement.

Not waiting for Cecil, Weldon asked the crew to take their seats around the table.

Although it was supposed to be a welcome dinner, it was no different from ordinary parties, and there was nothing special prepared.

Soon after they sat down, someone suggested the King Game, to pass the time as they waited for those who were on their way.

In the third round, Sierra became the king.And before the game started, Bonita winked at Sierra secretly.

"Hmm..."

Sierra caught the hint when she followed her friend's eyes.She paused for a while, pretending to think.

And in the process, she stole a glance at the card in Arslan's hand and announced, "I've got it! As the king, I order the person who bears the king of spades to immediately express their love to one single person present!"

The crowd burst into an uproar as everyone checked their cards for it.

"The king of spades! Who got the card?"

Arslan's face paled slightly.

Helplessly, he showed the card in his hand.

And there it was the king of spades.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense as they tried to see whom he would choose. Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

An executive director joked, "Is it late to get a divorce right now?"

"It's too late to divorce.You can just call him and break up."

That got everyone laughing again.

From where she sat facing Arslan, Bonita almost blurted out, "Me! Please pick me.Just say that you love me!"

But she remembered that Sierra had told her to be reserved in such a situation, so she held back her excitement.She didn't want to freak him out.

All the people present began to whisper about their relationships and love.

The married and those who were already in a relationship had to quit by default, leaving only Sierra and Bonita in the end.

Arslan looked at Sierra who was closer to him.

As he did, she covered her mouth and giggled, "You can't."

"True.Everyone knows that Sierra is Mr.Sampson's girlfriend," someone shouted.

That was the first time Arslan had heard of something like that.But then again he had never cared about such news before.

In the end, only Bonita was left.She covered her face shyly, hoping that no one saw how red her cheeks were.

With Sierra leading, the crowd started clamoring, "Confess! Confess! Confess!"

Arslan felt a little helpless, he didn't know what the fuss was about.And that was why he didn't like social events.

There was just too much noise.

To him, such a bering game was no different from watching a circus clown performance.

The atmosphere gradually reached a climax with the crowd still cheering.

Arslan could not say no to them.

Just as he was thinking about how to deal with the situation, the door of the private room was suddenly pushed open.

Subconsciously, everyone's eyes turned to see who it was, the game forgotten for a second.

Claire's graceful figure appeared at the door and the light from outside made it seem as if she was glowing.

At that moment, Arslan felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his mind was suddenly blank.He looked at the woman, dazed, with his heart aching like it was about to stop beating.So that was how it

felt to fall in love at first sight.

Arslan loved music, he lived for it.He once told his family that if he was ever going to get married in his life, it would only be to music.

Of course, his father was furious when he heard that, and the relationship between him and his father became stiff.

However, Arslan didn't change his mind even after a long time had passed.

It didn't matter how beautiful a woman was, compared to music, something always felt off about them and they fell short in his eyes.

No one would understand him.

But it wasn't until now that he finally understood what people meant when they talked of destiny and fate.

Arslan didn't even know how he stood up and was walking towards Claire, his Muse.

Different symphonies sounded in his ears as he approached her.

Claire was confused.She didn't know what was going on, or why everyone was looking at her in silence.She didn't move.

Arslan approached her slowly like someone in a trance.

With everyone watching, he knelt down on one knee and took her hand.

He bowed his head gracefully and placed a feather-light kiss on her hand.

Then he raised his head and looked into Claire's eyes affectionately.

He said slowly, "Je ne sais pas ou aller, pourtant je trouve mon chemin en serrant ta main (I don't know where to go, but when I take your hand, I figure it out.) And the room went silent.