Chapter 359: Chapter 359: Regret, Pain, Bitterness, Helplessness

Julian Keaton drove straight to Caden Lockwood’s company, ran to Cecilia Lynch’s office, but was told she had gone to see a client.

When he asked who the client was, Julian drove over there again.

By the time he arrived, the client told him that Cecilia had already left.

Getting more anxious, Julian took out his phone to call Cecilia, but it was constantly busy.

That girl was so ruthless; she had already blocked his number long ago.

Julian knew that Cecilia had truly let go completely.

He didn’t want to say anything to her over the phone, nor did he want to scare her into hiding away directly.

He wanted to find her, block her path of escape, forcing her to face him, to accept him!

Julian rushed to Cecilia’s house again, and she still wasn’t there. It was already after work hours, so he could only stand at the door, waiting for her to return.

Sitting at her doorstep, he was filled with regret, pain, bitterness, helplessness, and deep longing.

The night gradually enclosed, swallowing even the last trace of white from the sky.

Cecilia Lynch carried a bag, holding a full bottle of alcohol, walking towards home in high heels, step by step.

She hated getting off work, because after work, she had fewer things to occupy her mind.

Once her life was less fulfilling, she would think of Julian Keaton.

Missing him, yet unable to find him, she could only use alcohol to numb herself, making herself drunk enough to fall asleep, and see him in dreams.

She knew, maybe she’d never see him again in this life.

A few days ago, she had heard that Julian Keaton would get engaged today, marrying a wealthy heiress.

Cecilia had met that woman.

Hannah Clayton.

Hannah had come to flaunt in front of Cecilia more than once.

Cecilia took a deep breath, holding the bottle tightly, having already drunk several bottles, she was now a bit unsteady on her feet.

Hearing footsteps, Julian immediately stood up, looking at the drunken Cecilia, his eyes were filled with deep heartache.

His large hands unconsciously clenched into fists, making a "cluck" sound.

"Cece," Julian choked, "why did you drink so much?"

Cecilia stood still, looking at Julian, after a moment’s daze, she lightly curved her lips into a smile.

"As expected!" Cecilia took a deep breath, "Only when I’m drunk can I see you. But, am I more drunk today? Why do you feel so clear?"

Listening to Cecilia’s murmurs, Julian’s heart shattered like minced dumpling filling.

"Cece!" Julian took a few steps forward, urgently saying, "It’s me! It’s really me! You didn’t see wrong!"

Cecilia looked at her own hand again. When Julian held her, she indeed felt his strength.

"Impossible!" Cecilia shook her head violently, as if frightened, "Knowing that the you before me is fake, why does it feel so real?"

Julian opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but his throat choked up, unable to utter a single word.

As she gradually lost focus, tears welled up in Julian’s eyes.

"How wonderful!" Cecilia smiled again, "If being dead drunk allows me to clearly feel you, then that’s truly wonderful!"

Saying this, Cecilia poured more alcohol into her mouth.

Julian’s heart sank, quickly snatching the bottle from Cecilia’s hand, he threw it harshly to the ground.

It was like he was treating himself as the bottle, deserving that crushing punishment.

He embraced Cecilia tightly, Julian tightened his arms, holding her as if embedding her into his own body.

"It’s me," Julian choked, "Cece, it really is me! This isn’t a dream, nor an illusion, it’s truly me! I miss you, Cece! I miss you so much! It’s my fault, I’m sorry, I made you sad, upset, and pushed all the blame onto you. How could I be so selfish?"

[PS: Don’t worry, darlings, the male lead saved the world successfully and will appear imminently!]