Wrong Ride, Right Lover novel Chapter 199

In a haze, she saw a familiar figure from afar.

He had been slim and tall, having sat quietly while he sipped on his drink.

Monique scoffed and poured herself another drink. She gagged with disgust when Henry’s face appeared in her mind.

The person who sat next to Simon Leeds whispered in his ear with a smirk, “Simon, you’re in luck. There’s a girl over there who keeps staring at you.”

He then pointed at the intoxicated woman.

Simon followed the direction of his fingers and looked over. After a while, he finally saw a woman who had been chugging her drinks. He frowned and walked over in large steps

“Monique! Why are you drinking so much?!” Simon took Monique’s glass away and yelled at her because the music had been too loud.

It took Monique a while before she turned around to have looked at the man beside her. After a few moments, she finally realized that she had not been dreaming, “Simon?”

“Come and have a few glasses with me,” Monique invited him happily, “I’m so glad to see you. Let’s have a toast.”

Simon snatched the glass away from Monique’s hand and said painfully, “Monique, you’re drunk! You shouldn’t drink anymore. I’ll send you home.”

“No! I’m not drunk. Simon, this is great stuff. My wish came true after drinking it,” Monique mumbled.

“Please, Simon. We haven’t seen each other in years. Have a drink with me.” Monique took her glass back from Simon and signaled the bartender to bring them another glass.

She filled her glass to the brim and poured Simon a full glass too, so much that it spilled over.

“Cheers!” Monique clinked her glass against Simon’s and downed the entire glass of liquor. Simon had no choice but to have taken a swig. The liquor had been so strong that he choked on his first gulp.

Monique had been stunned for a moment and pointed at his forehead with her slender fingers. She teased, “Simon, are you drunk?”

Monique felt a little lost. Why had she still been in so much pain if she had been drunk? Why did the past that she tried so hard to have buried not faded over time?

‘Simon, why were you so naive. You could have easily aced the exams, but you always let me win because there was a monetary reward for first place.

You were not a fan of insect snacks, yet you always bought a packet once in a while and gave me half of it because you knew that I missed my grandfather so much that I was going crazy.

You could have gotten into A University, but someone told you that I performed badly in the finals and failed to meet the entry requirements. You intentionally flunked your last paper and in the end, I got accepted to the best university and you got into Teachers College.

Just because I mentioned that if I failed to get into A University, that would be my second choice and I would open a nursery after graduating. Simon, you followed me wherever I went, but I got lost along the way. I would have never been enough for you, not now, not ever.