Chapter 2

Jeremy prematurely ended the yacht party and forced us to apologize to Bailey.

I opened the car door of the front passenger seat and saw a white lacey bra on the car seat.

It was not mine.

Jeremy simply took the bra and tossed it aside, but it revealed the white liquid beneath.

I felt betrayed, and I could not stop my nausea as I bent down and dry heaved.

Jeremy walked over and patted my back. “The front passenger seat is a little dirty. Would you like to sit in the back?”

He seemed to forget that I would get car sick if I sat in the back.

Hence, the front passenger seat of his car was usually for me.

Bailey was at the bar. She worked part-time as a hostess.

Jeremy had asked her to stop working since he was already taking care of her.

However, Bailey was stubborn. She insisted that she did not want to be a sugar baby.

It made Jeremy feel even sorrier and fall deeper for her.

The neon lights in the bar blurred my vision. Suddenly, a fat hand extended over.

“Hey, come and have a drink with me.”

The overweight man dragged me toward the washroom.

Just as I was about to be dragged into the washroom, Jeremy, who was focused on finding Bailey, finally realized what was happening to me.

His eyes were bloodshot as he punched the pervert. He did not stop until the pervert was covered in blood.

Jeremy then hugged me with his trembling hands. “Don’t worry, I’m here. It’s fine now.”

I grabbed his arms, and it was as if I had been transported back in time to that rainy night seven years ago.

Back then, he had also hugged me and said, “Don’t worry, I’m here.”

When Jeremy found Bailey, she was promoting alcohol to some customers.

The customer was only willing to purchase alcohol from her if she finished the entire bottle.

She was on the verge of tears.

Jeremy wanted to ask her to stop. He pushed me forward the next second.

“What about this girl? She can drink on her behalf.”

The customer saw that I was prettier than Bailey, so he agreed.

Bailey immediately shook her head. “No, Jeremy. This is my job.”

Jeremy patted the back of her head. “Be good, let me handle this.”

I quietly begged him, “My health doesn’t allow me to drink.”

Jeremy, who was gentle just a moment ago, suddenly became annoyed.

“I’ve never heard of someone dying from drinking before. Besides, Bailey is going to donate her kidney to you, so why can’t you help her drink some alcohol?”

“What if I say no?”

“If you continue being stubborn, I’ll call off the kidney transplant surgery.”

Jeremy sounded calm, but I found it ridiculous.

He had spent so much effort in getting me a healthy kidney, only to become his leverage to threaten me.

“Just drink it! You won’t die.”

I looked into his cold gaze. Then, I suddenly recalled when I was still in school, I had been really unhealthy. Jeremy did not allow me to drink even a single drop of alcohol.

A classmate once kept asking me to drink during a birthday party, but Jeremy stopped him.

He drank on my behalf, and then he violently threw up. Even then, he was still comforting me.

“I’ll be sad if you feel unwell.”

He once said, “When we get married, I’ll drink on your behalf when our guests toast us.”

I no longer believed in such a future.

I could not help but admit that Jeremy had fallen for Bailey.

I glanced at Jeremy, who was protecting Bailey fiercely, for one last time.

The man who once loved me more than his life was threatening me over another woman.

At that moment, I reached the point of acceptance.

I picked up the bottle of wine and drank the whole bottle.

I kept going until I tasted blood and lost consciousness.