Chapter 2

DRUNKEN NIGHT

CHELSEA

I exclaimed in a drunken beer-sipping voice, "F*ck you, Mark! You are such a shitface! I shouldn't have trusted you." I broke up with my shitface boyfriend, and now I'm here at the bar. I caught him kissing my sister, Maxine. Shameless! Their actions are inhuman. They shouldn't have been called humans!

They are perfect for each other. They are both motherf*ckers!

I screamed as my tears started to pour, "You think if I leave you, I won't be able to find someone else and I'll end up as an old lady?!"

Although I am aware that people are staring at me, I don't care what they think of me at the moment. I banged the glass against the table, and it generated a great deal of noise. I don't care. I need to let out all of the rages I'm having right now.

"Mark, you stupid! Watch me instantly find a guy who I can exchange for you." I said to myself in a low voice.

In search of a man who met my standards, I cast a glance at every person in the bar. My eyes scanned the area for a while before I finally saw a man. My eyes landed on an angelic figure, and that was it—target spotted. In addition to his wonderful posture, he also had black hair, small eyes, a highly pointed nose, and the appearance that he smelt well. Shit! Today has been really fortunate for me.

He abruptly rose up and appeared to be walking towards me, which caught me off guard. I jumped up and welcomed him right away. I said, "Hey," grabbed his arm and held on to his shirt, but all he did was stare at me. He should be able to see my face clearly. I made sure of that. I grinned at him and said, "You are the most handsome man I have seen tonight. How about marrying me, Mr. Handsome?" I am positive that my charming grin will be enough to grab his attention.

“Let go!” he shouted in my face, as he continued to stare at me before suddenly pushing me.

As the force of him pushing me got a little bit stronger, I was thrown out like a garbage bag in the direction of two men. Fortunately, they caught me. Lucky me! They helped me get up and get my bag.

I was about to thank them when suddenly they touched my shoulder. It feels so weird as they massage it, like massaging a chicken before marinating it.

"Miss, how about you marry me instead?"

“Shut the f*ck up, bro. She’s mine!”

“How about we divide her? She is mine in the morning and she is yours in the evening?”

The other one laughed as if he really liked the idea. “I never thought you were brilliant at this point!" they laughed while rubbing my arm. I felt scared, especially as they gradually pulled me away. "Don't struggle, come with us..." they said to me.

I was going to scream for help when the handsome man intervened and took the man's hand off my shoulder.

He looked blankly at the men behind me and yelled, "Get lost!"

Am I dreaming right now?! Oh, God! His voice is so tender like a chicken — Wait! Why do I keep on putting the chicken in everything I say? Oh well... But anyway, before I could thank my prince charming, I ended up losing consciousness from being so drunk.

-

As I regained consciousness and opened my eyes, I suddenly felt a twinge in my sinuses.

Argh!

I decided to sit down and let my eyes adjust first because all I could see was too hazy for me to distinguish.

Where... Wtf? Where am I?! What's the matter?!

I looked around the room. I was stunned by what I was seeing right now. It is very clean and spacious. What place is this? This is definitely not my room. The room is too huge. Am I still in the hotel? But as I remember, the hotel room doesn’t look like this...

Wait — What time is it? Dad must be worried about me. For sure, dad is so done with me, I might get kicked out because of this! I immediately searched my bag and grabbed my phone.

Shit! It is already six in the morning, and in 30 minutes everyone at home will awaken.

I stood up immediately and looked out the window. Shit! I'm no longer at the hotel. Where the f*ck am I? I was surprised when the door abruptly opened and someone started speaking.

It was a man's voice asking, "Are you awake?"

I panicked and screamed, "Ah! Pervert!" I quickly ran under the covers in the bed, grabbed a pillow, and threw it at him. I cried out to the man in front of me, "Who are you?! What did you do to me?!"

I was nervous when he suddenly approached me and said, "Would you believe me if I told you that we did everything I wanted? You even seem satisfied with what we did earlier." I was taken aback by what he said.

I kicked him unexpectedly and hit his most valuable little bird down there. I blushed and lowered my face.

Shit!

Such an awkward situation. At this moment, all I want is to be swallowed into the ground.

He cried out in pain, "Ouch!" and, from the look on his face, it appeared to be a serious injury.

"Aren't you the one who was begging at me last night, asking me to marry you?" he said to me while holding his little bird.

***flashback***

"You are the most handsome man I have seen tonight… How about marrying me, Mr. Handsome?"

***end of flashback***

“Ohh… Th-that one?” I didn’t know what to say, so I ended up bursting out laughing. “You really take that seriously? For God's sake bro, I am drunk! — Any...Anyways, I'm going home!" I shouted at him. I couldn't look into his eyes, so I immediately turned away.

He suddenly coughed, like he was trying to clear his throat. "Go back to your boss and tell him to stop sending girls to my bed; this trick won’t work on me."

"What are you talking about? What boss? What trick? Are you saying I'm a prostitute?!" I exclaimed angrily.

How dare he say that to me?! What an ugly jerk!

"Your face is too thick to speak such words. Me? Satisfied?! I am Chelsea Leigh Garcia and I'm not that low class of a lady if that's what you're thinking!" I said angrily. I grabbed some money from my bag and threw it in his face. "A thousand for this one night, think what you want to think, but I don't want to see your face again. Goodbye!" I quickly left that room.

-

Chelsea walked straight home to their house after leaving the Buenavista mansion. Chelsea arrived, but she was hesitant to ring the doorbell. "What if dad asked Mark to find me while I was away? What if he was here?" she questioned herself.

In spite of this, she promptly opened the door after gathering her courage. She didn't even bother to press the doorbell. Her sister and her fiancé were hugging as she opened the door and saw them. She immediately ran outside, but before he got far, her father suddenly called her.

"Chelsea Leigh ! Get back here! Where did you go last night?”

Her dad seems to have come from the garden. She wanted to continue walking and leave that house, but she couldn't, seeing how angry her dad was. She doesn’t have a choice but to return inside and face everyone, but before the conversation starts, Mark immediately leaves the house, not even looking at Chelsea.

"Chelsea, did you and Mark fight last night? We couldn't contact you last night and we found out that you wanted to cancel the marriage contract?" his father asked seriously.

Chelsea just looked at her sister, who was sitting next to her father, before answering, "Yes, dad." She answered straight forward.

"Go apologize to the Lee family right away; these kinds of marriage things can't be reversed. Have you even thought of that first before making a decision right away?!"

Chelsea’s sister was shocked hearing everything. She lowered her head and played with her nails because of how nervous she was.

"Dad! Mark and Maxine are hooking up, I saw it with my own eyes! Do you still expect me to apologize and continue the wedding as if nothing happened?!"

Because of what Chelsea said, her dad suddenly stopped, trying to sink everything in his mind. "Mark and Maxine? Is that true, Maxine? Is what your sister is saying true?" their father asked Maxine, but she didn't answer and seemed to avoid their father's gaze.

"That's why I don't want to continue the wedding, dad. I don’t want to waste my time marrying that kind of man. Let’s not joke ourselves thinking that everything will be okay and everything will work because it won’t!"

"I will talk to your sister thoroughly. And if everything you just said is true, I will send her to the US but the marriage will still happen. That is my decision. Remember, Chelsea, your marriage will grow both companies. Especially our company, you can't just throw it away. Think of it first. You are just shocked about whatever you are experiencing right now. But please, don’t ruin the plan…." her dad said, trying to convince her.

"Am I just a marriage tool, dad?" Chelsea tearfully asked.

"Tool? What do you think you are? You are my daughter, and you have the responsibility to help me run our company. So stop with all of those dramas. If you're going to ruin your marriage too, then you can get out of my house!"

"Fine! You were the one who said that. I will grant your wish, dad." Chelsea screamed as her tears began to surface. She left their home and took off running.

CHELSEA

Does my father actually view me in that way? Is he willing to use me solely for the sake of the business? What about me? Have I lost the ability to refuse requests for stuff I don't want? Am I not valuable enough to be treated with care first?

I have nothing. No family. No money. There is nowhere to go. Do I actually need to encounter this kind of circumstance in life? I just sobbed while walking and had no idea where to go.

I could feel the cold air. I'm getting cold, the sun is about to set and I need to find a place to stay or spend the night.

I started calling my friends, but none of them picked up. I had given up hope. I have no idea who to approach in this kind of situation. It seems that nobody is there for me when I am in need; perhaps that is simply the way life is for me. Am I unfortunate? Do I deserve this?

Suddenly, a red Lexus RC F pulled up next to me as I was beginning to lose hope. He slowly lowered the front window of his car. I was very surprised to see Mr. Maniac was the one who was driving it.

"What a coincidence. Destiny made us meet again," he said while smiling at me.

"It's you! What are you doing here?" I asked, looking innocent.

"Get in. I saved you last night and it's time you pay me back."