"Mrs. Lee." The man greeted her.
Rose withdrew her eyes. "Why is Mr. Moore here?"
"I have an appointment here to talk about business. You know the club has everything. It's a good
place to talk about business." Mr. Moore glanced at Nora in his arms. "She's drunk."
"She's happy today." Rose found a reason.
She didn't want Oca to know that Nora was drunk because she was unhappy.
And there was only one thing that could get her drunk.
Oca reminded her of Oscar. Nora missed Oca so much that she was tormented by the missing.
She understood Nora, but she didn't want Nora to be indulged in the past.
But Nora was so stubborn that no comfort would work unless she could figure it out for herself.
Rose glanced at Oca again. His face was enough to obsess Nora.
"Thank you for helping me, Mr. Moore. Give me Nora and I'll take her home." Rose reached for Nora in
Oca's arms.
"Where is her husband? Why didn't he come to pick her up?" Oca suddenly asked. "Sorry, I'm just
asking."
"Alan has something to attend to, so he asked me to come here." Rose explained.
Oca didn't ask further, and tried to push Nora to Rose, but he couldn't push her away.
He felt a tightened grip on his waist, and saw that Nora was holding his waist tightly.
Rose was embarrassed and could only gently coax Nora, as like coaxing a child, "Nora, be good. We're
going home."
Nora was drunk and she didn't look at Rose. "Who are you? Who wants to go with you?"
Rose was speechless, thinking that Nora was wasted and one day she wouldn't know who she was.
She thought so, but she couldn't let Nora keep pestering Oca. "I'm Rose. I come here to take you
home," she said again.
"What Rose, I don't know her." Nora smiled and looked up at the tall and handsome Oca. She only had
him in her eyes. "If I have to go home, I will go home with him."
"Nora, Mr. Moore has business to attend to. Go home and I'll accompany you to drink as much as you
like, OK?" Rose coaxed her softly, hoping to persuade Nora to go home.
"What's the point of women drinking together? I want to drink with him." Nora refused Rose, and then
stared at her, "Why do you want to drink with me? Do you want to get me drunk? Why?"
Faced with Nora's guard and questioning, Rose really wanted to knock her unconscious with the bottle
and drag her away, so as not to embarrass herself in front of Oca.
"What can I do to you? You are losing you mind." Rose frowned, and then reached out to pull Nora.
But Nora held Oca tightly, like a koala holding a tree and Rose couldn't take her away.
"Bad woman, why do you want to take me away? I won't go with you!" Nora pouted her red lips and
looked at Oca eagerly. "Help me, I don't want to be taken away by the bad woman!"
'Bad woman?' Rose was speechless that she had come such a long way to pick Nora up while the
latter took her as a bad woman.
Seeing that Nora had lost her mind, Rose thought the drink was really harmful.
If Bright knew that Nora was so drunk and still holding on to a man, he might chop off her hand, and
break the man's waist.
The thought of it terrified her.
"Nora, listen to me! Come with me." Rose looked at Oca. "Mr. Moore, I'm sorry, but I have to take here
away."
She might touch Oca's waist if she had to drag Nora away.
"Where is your car?" Oca didn't think it worked. Nora clung too tightly to Oca as if she was afraid that
he would run away.
"Just outside the club." Rose did not understand what he meant.
"Well, I'll get her out there for you." Oca held on to Nora's waist and walked her out.
Rose hurried to follow and led the way for him.
When they arrived at the gate, the security guard saw Rose coming out and said, "Mrs. Lee, welcome
to come here next time."
Rose nodded politely, "Where's my car?"
"Drive the car here at once." The guard ordered the parking attendant.
The car quickly came up and the parking attendant opened the door for them.
Oca helped Nora into the back of the car, but Nora didn't let go of him.
Oca had no choice but to coax her in a gentle voice. "Good, let go," he said.
"You'll disappear if I let go." Nora was very pitiful. "I managed to hold you. I'll never let you go. I'll make
it up to you for the rest of my life. Oscar, don't go. Don't leave me."
"Look, I'm not Oscar, I'm Oca." Oca pinched her delicate jaw and made her look at him.
Nora seemed to see stars before her as she was drunk. "You want to lie to me and leave me alone
again, right? You know what? I miss you so much these years and feel so lonely. Oscar, stay with me
and I will stay with you, too. No one can stop me."
Nora raised a hand and put it over Oca's face. Her fingers were soft and warm, making Oca's face
tighten. Oca said nothing but stared at her deeply.
Oca grabbed her hand that wandered to his Adam's apple and stopped her from messing with him
again.
"Nora, be sober. Oscar is dead." Oca warned her.
"You couldn't fool me. You're Oscar." Nora stuck to her mind and put her long arm around his neck.
She lifted her head and kissed Oca's thin, tight lips.
Oca was stunned and his mind went blank. The only thing he felt was her soft red lips, which were so
sweet and soft that it made him want to indulge in it.
His reason told him it was wrong. She was married.
Stunning as she was, he had to keep his hands off her.
When Nora saw that he did not move, she kissed him randomly.
But Oca grabbed her by the shoulder, shoved her away, and walked away.
Rose, of course, saw this scene, and felt surprised and worried...
Oca had left. Nora fell back in the back seat and never moved again.
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