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This night, so are joyous, so are sorrowful.
Since the last ti, after the unpleasant parting with William Guillen, Autumn Johnson truly wanted to give up.
Taking this opportunity, being ruthless to herself for once, she made up her mind to completely give up on William Guillen.
However, Autumn Johnson ultimately overestimated herself.
If she could really give up, why would she have loved him for eight years?
Even though he has countless faults, in her eyes, there is only one good thing about him, and that is, he has the appearance she likes.
These days, Autumn Johnson hasn’t left the house or participated in any social activities.
Until Mrs. Zane couldn’t bear it anymore and gave her an invitation letter, asking her to attend the banquet tonight.
Autumn Johnson listlessly returned the invitation letter to Mrs. Zane, "Mum, you go, I’m a bit tired."
Mrs. Zane knew what she was thinking; these days, her daughter’s distracted state was apparent to her mother, and it pained her heart.
How could she not see the efforts her daughter was making?
When it cos to love, if efforts could lead to success, then there wouldn’t be so many heartbroken people in the world.
"William Guillen will also be there." Mrs. Zane casually ntioned as she turned to the flower garden.
William Guillen will also be there?
Autumn Johnson took back the invitation letter and smiled. Since he will also be there tonight, why not take the opportunity to reconcile with him?
Having made up her mind, Autumn Johnson went out instantly for a SPA, preparing for the evening banquet.
At 7:30 p.m., the banquet began on ti.
In the banquet hall, the air was filled with elegance and laughter, guests mingling enthusiastically, creating a lively atmosphere.
Wearing a sexy white dress, Autumn Johnson entered the banquet hall. She looked around but did not see William Guillen.
She felt sowhat disappointed, had he not arrived yet?
With this belief, Autumn Johnson silently encouraged herself. Taking a glass of Champagne from the waiter’s tray, she headed toward the host of tonight’s banquet.
After so small talk, Autumn Johnson made an excuse to sit on the sofa in the corner, from where she could see the entrance of the banquet hall.
She could wait for William Guillen, and as soon as he arrived, she would instantly see him.
And she waited for one night.
As the banquet drew to a close, Autumn Johnson finally realized he was not coming tonight.
She smiled bitterly, stood up, and left.
Without calling the driver, she left the hotel, stepping alone on the street corner.
It was now close to the early morning, there were few cars on the road, and even fewer people on the sidewalk.
Autumn Johnson opened her handbag, took out her mobile phone, and called William Guillen. She decided that since she still had the courage, she must call him.
No one answered.
Blankly she put down the mobile phone; he no longer answered her call.
Autumn Johnson suddenly laughed; as she laughed, her vision blurred.
She entered a pub, sat at the bar counter, and ordered a bottle of wine.
The bartender saw she was alone and ordered strong liquor, so he advised, "Miss, why not get a cocktail instead?"
"No, thank you, just give a bottle of Whiskey."
Only strong liquor could numb her nerves now, stopping her from thinking about all the ssy troubles.
In the deafening music and dazzling light, under the disguise of music and light, she could freely express her sorrow.
She no longer had to hide her emotions, pretending she was fine.
She was not fine, not fine at all.
Her mood was terrible, she wanted to cry, she wanted to shout, she wanted to vent the bad emotions inside her heart.
Each spicy drink burned all the way down, along the esophagus, and into the stomach.
"William Guillen... could you like ?"
Leaning on the bar counter, Autumn Johnson shook her wine glass, her gaze already blurred.
As she spoke, she foolishly laughed, shaking her head, "No, you wouldn’t like ... you never would like ."
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