Chapter 1163 - 1190: Nothing to Do With Me (3)

Chapter 1163: Chapter 1190: Nothing to Do With Me (3)

Don’t you find it laughable?

The idol’s taste is completely different from what you imagined, and his girlfriend is not perfect at all, seemingly not even as good as you. This feeling couldn’t be worse.

Rosy Harris couldn’t be bothered to greet Windsor Myres.

Feeling a bit disconcerted, she gritted her teeth and left her seat directly.

Windsor Myres squinted, saw her back, lowered her head with a smile, and poured herself another drink.

The girl leaving seemed like Rosy Harris.

She was pretty useless too. Seeing a back now could make her think of people related to Camden River. How annoying.

How could it not be annoying?

This week, she had enough of Cherry Lewis’s looks. She discontentedly mocked her for two days and then started arranging various blind dates for her. Since she didn’t want to go, she could only go home drunk every day and sleep directly to avoid having to hear her nag when sober.

She didn’t go looking for Camden River.

In the hospital room, Camden River’s behavior that day truly hurt her.

Proposing to Tong Tong?

Hehe.

Did he love Tong Tong? He actually proposed to her.

For someone like him, to have a moment of impulsive principled defiance shows how determined he was to leave her.

He would rather choose someone he felt nothing for than look back at her even once.

She couldn’t understand at the moment.

Because she couldn’t understand, she spent the week drowning her sorrows in alcohol.

This seemed to be a habit.

She liked drinking before she even met Camden River, enjoying the not-yet-drunk state the most. More than one man had praised that she was most beautiful when tipsy, making them willingly become her admirers.

During those not-quite-drunk times, she found it easiest to feel pleasure.

In the days when she was closest to Camden River, both at school, she didn’t drink much.

But—

When Camden River went abroad later, this habit returned.

She couldn’t even control it herself.

Feeling irritable with no friend to talk to, what else could she do but drink?

It’s easy to get drunk when feeling down.

Windsor Myres took another sip of her drink, her face flush red.

Beside her, Ali Harris had been watching her, feeling both helpless and pained, quietly advising, "Could you stop drinking? Someone like Camden River wasn’t suitable for you anyway. It’s over, just let it go. With families like theirs, even if you really married into it, you wouldn’t be happy, facing grievances every day."

Ali Harris felt he was speaking the honest truth.

Camden River’s parents were both professors and from a scholarly family. It was impossible for them to accept a girl like Windsor Myres, given her background and behavior. Plus, he himself was actually a strict and reserved type, a personality set pretty much in stone by university.

Old habits die hard. Worldviews and values have already formed and are hard to change.

Windsor Myres with Camden River wasn’t even as good as Windsor Myres with him.

He wasn’t a local of Cloud Capital either. His father was a pretty successful entrepreneur in a second-tier city. After his biological mother passed away, he married a young and beautiful stepmother, who didn’t discipline him much yet was fairly indulgent. At least, money was never lacking, and there was spare financial support to allow him to try things out in Cloud Capital.

Windsor Myres wouldn’t suffer following him.

Though he already knew about Cherry Lewis’s demands, he didn’t really care.

Cesar Myres was a thing of the past, the once-somewhat-influential second lady of the Myres Family, now just a boss lady of a chain restaurant, a status that’s not very prestigious. It would be strange if a legitimate Cloud Capital elite took a liking to Windsor Myres.

He couldn’t step into Cloud Capital’s high society for now, and Windsor Myres had already fallen out of it.