Chapter 679 Drink Down

Spencer and Lucia were locked in a standoff. They glared at each other angrily, refusing to let go of each other. In addition, Lucia had just had a glass of red wine, and her face was now bright red. This made her look stunning, but it also made her look extremely hostile.

Arthur looked at Spencer and seemed to realize that all he cared about was his own presence, so he stood up and said to Lucia,

"Now that Ms. Davidson is gone, our celebratory dinner is over. Lucia, Spencer is here, so I won't be seeing you off. I'll go first."

Then, before Spencer and Lucia could react, Arthur got up, picked up his coat, and left. Spencer could hardly believe his eyes until he saw the door of the room close again.

"He's just gone?" Spencer laughed in spite of his anger. It wasn't like Arthur.

Lucia sat down dejectedly, feeling disappointed.

Spencer laughed even louder. "Looks like he knows you're my woman."

"Get out!" Lucia shouted, lowering her voice as she picked up a bottle and filled her glass.

"Arthur's gone. If I leave too, who's going to take care of you?" Spencer's menacing expression changed. Seeing that there was no one else in the room, he slowly approached Lucia and said,

"Lucia, I know you have a grudge against me, but everything I do is because I love you. Why can't you see my heart? I..."

Spencer's words came to a screeching halt, as a knife pressed directly into his abdomen. Spencer's face changed instantly.

Holding a knife tightly in her hand, Lucia's eyes were still fixed on the glass in front of her, but she did not flinch to intimidate Spencer.

"Get out!"

Lucia let out a low growl like a trapped animal.

Spencer looked at the knife in his belly, then looked up at Lucia's exquisite profile. He smiled and said disdainfully,

"Are you gonna kill me?"

Spencer was certain that Lucia was bluffing, but the next second, the knife moved a few inches closer to him. Spencer quickly moved his hands and feet back, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead after he distanced himself from the knife. If he was half a second slower, that knife could really hurt him!

"Lucia, are you out of your mind?!" The more he thought about it, the more frighteningly Spencer shouted.

"I'm out of my mind.." Lucia mumbled to herself. Her face slowly turned to Spencer, who realized that Lucia was serious! At this time her eyes had been full of bloodshot, which looked murderous!

"How many times have I dreamed in the middle of the night that I wanted to sneak up on you and stab you in the head? Arthur and I had to be separated because of you. Teddy and I couldn't be reunited. My daughter couldn't have her own father. Spencer, do you think that I don't hate you enough to want to kill you?!"

Looking into Lucia's red eyes, Spencer couldn't say a word. Even though he tried to cover it up, the fear in his heart still crept up. It was silent, but it was wrapped around his every breath. She really hated him!

"Lucia, I..." If it were possible, Spencer couldn't help thinking that he wished he'd known her before Arthur...

"Get out!" Lucia growled again, throwing her knife on the ground.

Perhaps the hatred in Lucia's eyes was so obvious that Spencer, seeing her drink another glass of wine, couldn't resist saying,

"If I leave, how will you get back?"

"I'll go back the way I came," Lucia said coldly. "Don't you worry about that."

Spencer stood there hesitating for a moment. He had indeed achieved his goal of coming here tonight, to stir up trouble and anger Lucia, but now he was not happy. He looked deeply at Lucia and compromised,

"Well, you be safe."

After that, Spencer left the room. Before he left, he looked back at Lucia. She didn't look at him, which was expected, but it disappointed Spencer.

Spencer let out a long sigh and walked out of the room. He closed the door behind him, but he didn't leave immediately. Instead, he spoke to the manager suspiciously to confirm whether Arthur had really left. "He has just left in his car, and he seems... unhappy..."

It was good to him, because even if he can't stay with her, at least Arthur can't!

Spencer now found only a slight sense of fairness in this ridiculous perception.

When he got to the garage, Spencer saw the Webbex Group's car waiting in the corner and left.

But Spencer didn't expect Arthur's car to circle back down to the restaurant shortly after he left.

Arthur couldn't have left Lucia behind. He just knew that Spencer wouldn't have left if he hadn't.

Upstairs, the manager saw Arthur and told him that Spencer had left. Arthur thanked him gratefully and returned to the room.

"Lucia?!" As soon as he entered the private room, Arthur saw Lucia drinking wine. The bottle of red wine on the table was already bottomed out. He quickly walked over and called out to Lucia before turning around.

At this moment, Lucia's face was full of drunkenness. Her originally fair face was flushed, and a pair of bright eyes were misty. She seemed to be smiling but not as she turned to see Arthur's face.

"I knew... you'll come back..." Lucia couldn't even speak properly.

"How did you drink all the wine?" said Arthur, looking at the empty bottle with mixed feeling of anger and pity.

"Sit." Lucia grabbed Arthur's arm and forced him to sit down. She put on a silly smile and rested her head on his shoulder.

Arthur quickly put his arm around Lucia's shoulder and looked down, with his heart fluttering.

Lucia's eyes had always been bright. After drinking, her eyes were suffused with tears, which were twinkling and fascinating.

Lucia raised her head and stared at Arthur's chin. She giggled and nudged him with the top of her head like a kitten. Her movements instantly made Arthur become gentle.

"You shouldn't drink so much..." Although he was swayed, based on Arthur's deep love for her, he can not help but say it.Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

"This is a rare opportunity..." Lucia, buried in Arthur's neck, said something that could not be distinguished between confusion and lucidity.

"For a long, long time, I didn't... lean on you..."

Hearing these words, Arthur's heart ached and he held Lucia even tighter in his silent embrace.

"How... how long..." Lucia continued to murmur. Her anger was hidden in her tiny sobs. "I can't hold on any longer..."