Chapter 7 Falling in Love With You Is My Biggest Mistake
Does he really love Bella more than her brother hates me?
“What did you just say?” The man stopped in his tracks and looked down, fixing his gaze on the lady.
Victoria looked up as the makeup on her face faded. “I should have never fallen in love with you, Christian. If I had known that you were in love with Bella, I wouldn’t even have looked at you. Falling in love with you is the biggest mistake I’ve ever made in my life.”
“Really?” A few moments later, Christian laughed it off in an eerie manner. “So what, Victoria? Don’t you know that regret is the biggest poison?”
It was a typical day during the winter, and it was especially cold in Bloomsway. In the meantime, Victoria was seen standing outside the club’s entrance with a short dress, her face turning pale as the tips of her hair that were drenched by wine turned to ice.
Overwhelmed by the extreme coldness and pain, she nearly fainted a few times. As it was getting closer and closer to midnight, the nightclub was visited by more and more customers, and they would all sneer at Victoria when they walked past her.
Nonetheless, she couldn’t care less about their reactions as she only fixed her gaze on her hands that were turning red due to the frostbite, trying her best to ignore everything else that was going on around her by applying what she had taught herself over the past two years.
When Victoria was first bullied in the penitentiary, she fought back to protect herself initially, only to be beaten up more severely later. Because of that, she no longer resisted as she gave in and let them beat her to a pulp until they grew tired of it. After everything she had been through, she wanted nothing more than to be left alone.
A few moments later, Gabrielle secretly approached Victoria with a sweater, which she threw at her with a pair of furrowed brows on her face. “Put it on. We’ve been standing for about two hours, and you’re going to freeze to death if this goes on.”
Stunned, Victoria picked up the sweater from the floor and puckered her pale lips as she spoke in a hoarse voice. “Don’t worry about me. I don’t want to get you into trouble.”
“Seriously? You’re still worried about me even after what happened?” Gabrielle had no idea whose toes Victoria had stepped on, letting out a sigh while saying, “I told you to resign, didn’t I? Look at where your stubbornness got you. Give me a second. I’m going to get you a gla*s of warm water.”
Unwilling to impose on Gabrielle, Victoria extended her arm in an attempt to stop her, but as she got agitated, she was suddenly overwhelmed by a strong dizziness. The next second, she collapsed onto the ground, bumping her forehead onto the marble stone.
Meanwhile, Christian appeared to be sitting in his office at the nightclub with a darkened look on his face. At the same time, a woman with a curvaceous figure seemed to be pouring some wine into an empty gla*s, kindly reminding him about something. “I heard that it’s going to get as cold as twelve degrees tonight. I’m afraid that the flowers we bought a few days ago aren’t going to make it.”
“Well, we could always buy new flowers to replace them.”
