Fated love: the unwanted bride-Chapter 2164: Baby, It Was My Fault

The evening business cocktail party was held in an estate, where many bigwigs from Cakago’s financial industry attended.

Sylvan Cheney only brought his driver, Elder Axel, and no one else.

The estate was fragrant with flowers, mixed with the aroma of red wine, and even the air was permeated with fragrance. The gentle sound of piano started playing, accompanied by violin, surrounded by lively chatter.

At such a party, the gender ratio was roughly 1:1, with men and women dancing gracefully and lively in the dance floor.

Most men wore suits, looking gentlemanly and decent, while women wore various evening dresses, appearing beautiful and elegant.

Sylvan Cheney talked with the chairman of the trading company for quite a while.

Chatting inevitably involved drinking.

It had only been a few days since the last stomach ache, but Sylvan Cheney could not refuse and kept drinking the red wine in his glass.

From time to time, someone would come to invite him to dance.

He declined every invitation with the excuse that he couldn’t dance.

In the corner, there were many perfume lilies placed, their fragrance was the strongest, spreading throughout the hall.

The crystal lights emitted dazzling bright light, the hall was resplendent and magnificent, luxurious and ostentatious.

As the wine flowed, the living room was filled with the aroma of red wine.

Laughter, conversations, clinking glasses, they were very lively.

Sylvan Cheney drank too much, he left the hall and stood under a banyan tree in the estate, feeling the cold wind.

The evening wind was a bit chilly, blowing on his face like cold water.

His head hurt a little, his mind swirling with fluctuating emotions.

Sylvan Cheney lit a cigarette, suppressed his emotions, and the scent of nicotine easily numbed the nerves.

He looked at the distant stars in the sky, feeling a choke in his chest, not knowing what emotion it was, indescribable.

After a few puffs of smoke, the headache alleviated a lot, but he was still tipsy.

The wind blew, pressing down the wine he drank in his stomach, making it bitter and astringent.

Sylvan Cheney frowned tightly, his eyes heavy.

From the nearby hall came the sound of a piano, playing a classic Blue Rhapsody, the music gentle, like the flowing of a stream.

Sylvan Cheney was exhausted, standing with crossed legs under the big tree.

In the darkness, the cigarette butt between his fingers flickered, shining with a faint light.

Although he drank a lot, his consciousness was still clear, his mind still pondering about the project.

Banking, financing...

His eyes harbored distant depth.

"Big jerk, we’ve already broken up, don’t pester me anymore!" 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Suddenly, a girl’s voice came from not far away, clear and melodious, with resentment and teasing.

Sylvan Cheney retracted his emotions and looked toward the place not far away.

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl was angrily looking at a boy of about the same age in front of her.

The boy still held a large bunch of roses, the fire-red petals especially beautiful under the moonlight.

"Little darling, it’s my fault, I was wrong, forgive me, I shouldn’t have made you angry."

"Wrong wrong wrong? Where did you go wrong?"

"I..." The boy thought for a long time, his eyes lit up, "Wrong for not cheering you up promptly, anyway it’s all my fault, if you don’t like me, even my breathing is wrong!"

The girl chuckled, snorting coldly, "I don’t plan to forgive you."

"Darling, if you don’t forgive me, I’ll send you flowers every day, I’ll buy all Cakago’s flower shops to send you!"

"You’re crazy, what’s the use of flowers, I’m very angry now, whatever you say is useless!" The girl looked at him displeased.