Serena Summers' hand was flung away by him, and her body staggered for a moment.
She desperately shook her head, tears instantly overflowing, pattering down as they fell.
"I won't mistake you for someone else! Hubby, don't you remember me? I am Serena Summers..."
Adrian Holt sighed, feeling somewhat irritated by the disturbance, and turned to leave.
However, having barely stepped away, his suit's hem was grasped by a pair of soft, delicate hands.
Immediately after, Serena Summers hugged him again, pressing her face against his back, her voice choking with sobs as she pleaded, "Don't go, please don't leave? I've thought about you every day for these two years."
Passersby who heard the commotion cast curious glances their way.
Even the bartender was stunned.
In two years of mixing drinks every night, this was the first time he had seen Serena Summers lose control of her emotions.
She was holding onto a man.