Chapter 64 She Said She Didn't Want Me Anymore
After William dropped Isabella off at home, he wandered around the city alone.
Looking at the street scenes outside, his feelings were complicated.
The dim yellow streetlights, the endless flow of traffic.
The thousands of lights in this city seemed like none of them belonged to him.
His phone buzzed.
William opened his phone and found it was a call from a friend.
"What's up?" He answered the call.
"Want to come out for drinks?" Harold Rogers' voice came through the phone. "I'm at Moonlight Bar, want to come over? Or do you need to keep your woman company?"
Harold was William's friend of many years, basically grew up together.
So right now, he didn't hesitate and told the driver to turn around up ahead.
"Okay," he said.
The Bentley drove all the way to Moonlight Bar, the biggest nightclub in Shadow City.
Making his way through the noisy crowd, William finally arrived at Harold's private room.
As soon as he walked in, he frowned slightly.
There were quite a few men and women inside. Harold had gone crazy today for some reason and brought a bunch of people along.
"William, you're here!" When Harold saw him, he reached out to put his arm around him.
William had no choice but to follow him inside.
"Let me introduce everyone, this is my good friend, the current CEO of the Brown Group, William! Let's give him a round of applause!" Harold was obviously a bit drunk.
The room started getting noisy.
William was quite famous in Shadow City, and everyone's eyes lit up when they saw him.
He just found it too loud.
So he waved his hand, telling the unnecessary people to leave first.
Harold wasn't angry either, just smiled and let those people go.
The two sat on the sofa, and Harold poured him a drink.
Under the dim lights, William picked up his glass and took a small sip.
"How have you been lately?" Harold asked.
William didn't answer right away. He leaned back in the shadows where Harold couldn't see his expression clearly.
After a long while, he said, "What about you, what's going on?"
Harold laughed, wiped the corner of his eye, and took another sip of his drink.
"I'm okay, just a lot of family stuff lately, some business I need to handle. And that stupid woman Thora White actually broke up with me, said she doesn't want me anymore."
Harold shook his head. "I don't know what she's thinking. I've been in contact with some people recently, but that's all for family business. My father told me to go shopping with Saskia Fuller from the Fuller family, could I not go?"
William gently swirled the drink in his glass, listening half-heartedly.
At the end, he said, "Maybe you did too many things that made her misunderstand."
Harold rolled his eyes at William and poured him more drink.
"Fine, I get it, William." Harold said sarcastically. "I should be like you, only keeping Amelia around when we were young, and now only having Isabella."
William suddenly felt annoyed and waved his hand to stop Harold from adding more drink.
Harold got interested instead.
"Mad now?" Harold said with a laugh. "I'm complimenting you, seriously."
"I really envy you." Harold put down the drink and leaned back on the sofa.
"Capable enough to turn the family business around and even take it to the next level."
"In relationships, Amelia loved you to her bones, willing to do anything for you, even willing to risk her life for you."
"Now even though it's Isabella, from what I see online, she's also a very kind person."
"But what about me..."
In the dim light, no one could see the expression on Harold's face clearly.
"I've gotten the hang of the family business, but there are still many external troubles."
"The woman I've been keeping for years suddenly looks down on me, won't listen even when I explain."
"I wish I could be like you, carefree, playing around in life."
Harold's voice echoed in the private room.
William lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the ice cubes slowly rotating in the liquid.
Playing around in life?
Not really.
"...By the way, what's going on with you, Amelia, and Isabella?"
Harold beside him was still talking, suddenly asking William, "I've been watching the news online lately, never understood what you're trying to do."
"Amelia and I are going through divorce proceedings, we're in the cooling-off period now." William replied.
"What?" Harold sat up straight at once, his face emerging from the shadows, now full of shock.
"For Isabella?" Harold looked completely incredulous.
William took a sip of his drink.
"Yes," he answered.
"William, I don't get it." Harold immediately threw his own problems to the back of his mind and said, "Weren't you and Amelia always good together? I remember you were pretty satisfied with her. Isabella was almost dead, I thought you were just taking care of her out of humanitarian reasons... And, would Amelia really agree to this?"
William just gently swirled the ice in his drink, not looking at Harold.
"She agreed," William said. "So we're in the cooling-off period now."
"This doesn't make sense!" Harold stood up, pacing around the room.
He looked very confused.
"She's really willing to leave?" Harold said. "I remember back then there was a beautiful woman who threw herself at you, you couldn't be bothered, and when she went to show off in front of Amelia, Amelia dealt with her directly. Didn't she give you the cold shoulder for several days after that?"
As Harold spoke, William remembered that incident.
The whole thing was just a misunderstanding. He had no interest in that woman at all. He was just tired that day and didn't say anything, but she thought his silence meant agreement, so she went to show off in front of Amelia.
He still remembered how Amelia lost it.
She slammed a stack of documents at the woman, telling her if she didn't want to do business properly, she could get lost - the Brown Group didn't lack business partners.
That night when he tried to hold her, she pushed him away.
All puffed up, like a pufferfish.
It took him a long time to calm her down.
The night he finally did, she said to him, "William, business matters can be negotiated, but when it comes to feelings, I won't compromise."
That day she said, "William, I love you, I love you so much."
"But I'm a selfish person. I need your heart to have only me in it."
"If one day you fall for someone else."
Her eyes were full of determination then, and she said:
"I won't stay."
William's hand suddenly tightened around his glass.
Then he loosened his grip again.
"Well yeah, she's always followed you around, at most she'd throw a tantrum. After all these years, how could she leave?" Harold's voice came through.
William closed his eyes.
Indeed, seven years - she couldn't leave him.
Recently she'd even learned to be understanding and not make a fuss.
Thinking of this, William downed his drink in one gulp.
They drank a lot that night.
But he didn't know why - he kept feeling somewhat afraid.
However, the next day he pushed it to the back of his mind and went on living normally as usual.
The days passed quietly for a few more days.
Until this day, when a trending topic shot to the top of the hot search—
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