On the other hand, Consuela's first day in France was thrilling, while in H Country, Richie was heartbroken.
However, in just one day, the man who used to look like a proud peacock was exceptionally decadent. Black beard had grown on his angular chin, and his originally charming eyes were now as dim as light. The light in the bar was dim and shining, making him more lonely.
Richie didn't know how many glasses of wine he had drunk. The things in front of him looked more and more confused, but he was much soberer than usual. If he wasn't sober, how could he remember Consuela's face so clearly?
Her smile, her forbearance, and everything about her were like slides, playing in his mind over and over again, leaving him no chance to think about anything else. His whole brain was full of the shadow of Consuela, leaving no room for him to think.
All of a sudden, he felt that he hated himself for not being able to cherish her when he had once owned her. He had misunderstood her one after another and hurt her again and again, but he had never felt sorry for her. But now when he thought about it, the man who used to be so proud, always thought that he could control everything, had lost the most important thing in his life.
"Ha-ha..."
A bitter smile appeared on his face. He didn't expect that he would be so painful. When Angie left, he was just sad for a while and didn't feel anything anymore. But why did the more he wanted to forget about Consuela, the more he remembered her?
What magic did that woman have to make him so sad willingly.
He raised his head and drank up the wine in the glass again. The whisky slipped through his stomach with a burning feeling, like a flame. It was burning all over his stomach, making him more and more uncomfortable.
The lights flickered, and the young people swayed cr
at man is in the corner over there."
Then she took Raymond to the corner where Richie was.
At this time, Richie was still drinking one glass after another. Whisky, the empty bottle of Remy Martin had been placed on the table. Seeing this, Raymond's eyes flashed. It seemed that this person must be the son of the rich family. If he kidnapped him, he must be able to get a sum...
As expected, Raymond had walked up to Richie.
"Hey, man, I heard that you bullied my woman. How dare you do that?" Raymond's voice sounded a bit intimidating.
However, in Richie's ears, he didn't feel anything. With a glass of wine in his hand, he asked, "Who are you?"
Raymond was a bully in the bar. Normally, no one dared to provoke him, so he had become self-centered. But now he met such a provocation from Richie. His anger was instantly ignited. His eyes turned cold, and his fists clenched, as if he was about to fight.
On the contrary, Richie was still the same as before. When he saw that Raymond wanted to fight, he just smiled faintly and raised his head slightly. "You want to fight with me! ?"
A gloomy and cold voice came out from the scene where the happy songs were intertwined, which made Raymond shiver.