The convenient Bride

Chapter 289: May We Find Good Men Soon

From the window, the night was tender, and the streetlights in the courtyard emitted orange lights. It

was tranquil and refreshing.

Rosiley looked at his handsome face, her eyes exceptionally bright.

"I want to shoulder it with you," she said softly.

"I want to shoulder it with you."

These words were like a stone thrown into his calm heart, causing ripples to appear again and again.

He stared at the earnest Rosiley and embraced her in his arms.

Rosiley raised her chin and looked straight into his black eyes. She smiled gently. "Sachin, are you

willing to let me know everything about you?"

"Yes." He kissed her lips as he whispered.

The temperature in the study gradually rose, ambiguous and charming.

In another place of the city, nightlife had just begun.

Juliet walked into a bar. The music was deafening and the lights were dazzling. Groups of people

gathered together to laugh and chat.

The atmosphere was lively.

Sitting casually at the bar, Juliet asked for a glass of wine, held it in her hand, and then turned to look

around.

These were all unfamiliar faces, making her feel even lonelier.

Rosiley got married, Yayoi also had a boyfriend, and she was the only single person.

She took a sip of wine and a trace of ridicule flashed through her eyes. In fact, she had a boyfriend.

But that was a fake boyfriend.

When she thought of the scene when he saved Rosiley, she felt distressed and very uncomfortable.

She gulped down a mouthful of wine. She was clearly aware of the relationship between him and

Rosiley, but she still couldn't help but feel jealous of Rosiley.

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She smiled bitterly. She wished that he could also be gentle to her.

But she knew it was hard.

She finished her glass of wine in one gulp and ordered another. At this moment, a shrill, crying female

voice sounded, "How am I inferior to her? You actually treat me like this!"

Then a resolute male voice sounded, "You are absolutely inferior to her. Please don't pester me

anymore.’

An emotional dispute? Juliet raised her eyebrows slightly and turned to look at them.

A tall and beautiful woman stared at the man with tears in her eyes. Her pitiful appearance made Juliet

feel pity for her.

Unfortunately, the woman's boyfriend seemed to be a stony-hearted person. He was unmoved. He

grabbed another woman beside him and kissed her lips.

Then, he raised his head and looked at the tall woman provocatively. The woman was so angry that her

beautiful eyes were wide open.

Obviously, she did not expect the man to actually do this.

"Tracy, if you still want to retain some dignity, you'd better get out of here,’

The woman in the man's arms said in an affected way.

Juliet frowned. Was the trespasser so arrogant now?

The tall woman, whom the trespasser called as Tracy, took a big step forward and slapped the

trespasser on the face.

It sounded sharp.

Juliet heard the crisp sound even though the surrounding was noisy.

Good job! A trace of admiration flashed through Juliet's eyes.

"Bitch, you actually dare to hit me!" the woman screamed and went forward to fight with Tracy. It was

really chaotic!

Juliet took a sip of the wine and watched with interest the farce between the two women.

In the end, the farce ended when the owner of the bar intervened, and the trespasser and the scum left

angrily.

Tracy walked over and sat down beside Juliet.

"Give me a glass of whisky! A large one!"

Juliet saw that as soon as Tracy got the wine, she drank it in one sip. Juliet's eyes widened instantly.

Did she regard whisky as water?

After Tracy finished her drink, she asked the bartender to pour another glass and raised her head to

prepare to drink it in one sip again.

Juliet hurriedly reached out to stop her. "You are ruining this wine if you drink it like this."

Tracy turned to look at her and unhappily frowned. "It's my business about how to drink my wine. What

does it have to do with you?"

She was very aggressive, but Juliet did not take it seriously at all. Juliet maintained a kind smile all the

time. "Indeed, it's none of my business, but if you drink like this, you won't be able to hold on even if

you are a heavy drinker.’

She got the glass in Tracy's hand and put it on the bar. Then she continued, "I saw you hit the

trespasser just now. I felt relieved and admired you very much."

Tracy frowned deeply. "Are you mocking me?"

"Mocking you?" Juliet raised her eyebrows and laughed out loud. "Why should I mock you?"

Why would she mock me?

Tracy suddenly felt that she was a little inexplicable. She actually vented her anger on an unfamiliar

woman.

She smiled apologetically at Juliet. "Sorry, I'm not in a good mood, so......."

"I know," Juliet interrupted her and said very understandably, "If I had encountered such a thing today, I

might not have let it go so easily."

"I also don't want to let it go easily," Tracy muttered to herself, and then smiled bitterly. "But it's

meaningless to continue pestering them.

There are so many men in this world. He is not worth mentioning.’

"Am I right?" She tilted her head and looked at Juliet.

Juliet raised her eyebrows and nodded noncommittally, "Yes."

"So........ Tracy shrugged her shoulders and smiled. "I give up."

Although she was smiling, Juliet could still tell that she was trying to force a smile.

They were both women. Juliet could understand how she felt betrayed by someone she loved.

Juliet raised her glass and smiled. "Come on. I wish you a good man as soon as possible.’

Tracy picked up her glass and lightly touched Juliet's. She smiled and said, "May we find good men

soon."

They were like old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time. They drank wine and gossiped.

They laughed incessantly. Those who didn't know what had happened would really think that they were

good friends.

For example, Payton.

After entering the bar, he immediately saw Juliet sitting at the bar counter. She was chatting happily

with a girl. She smiled brightly and seemed to be in a particularly good mood.

Originally, he didn't want to disturb her, but he still walked towards her.

"Juliet." He patted her on the shoulder.

Juliet, who was chatting with someone, stopped abruptly. She turned to look at the person who had

come. She was shocked. "Why are you here?"

Payton did not answer her. Instead, he looked at the girl who was chatting with Juliet and asked Juliet,

"Is this your friend?"