A Negotiation

"When we were still at kindergarten, Sammy would say 'Serina is my fiancée. She will be my wife in the future.' He has been so sweet to me. He would do as I said no matter what I wanted."

Serina sniffed, "But she took him from me. Clara stole my Sammy. What makes me sad is that everyone partial towards Clara. Why? She slept with Sammy. And I was the victim!"

Tears streamed down her cheeks, "Why? Did I do anything wrong? Great Demon King, what was wrong?"

Derek looked up at Serina and said, "You're drunk."

"I'm not drunk! I never got drunk!" Serina roared and directly picked up the bottle to drink.

Derek did not stop her.

"That's why I can't let them be happy! I'm not happy! They can't be happy either! They want me to accept it? No way!"

Derek put on a long face and his eyes got cold. Now he seemed to understand why Serina did not ask for a divorce.

Serina muttered to herself as she rested her head on the table. She had drunk too much and was unconscious now.