NovelEnglishChapter 625
Elaine had done her makeup beautifully and changed into a tight dress. She spun around in front of me, smiling
as she slipped on her gloves. “Do | have that British vibe?”
| nodded. “You look great.”
Elaine let out a soft sigh. “Oh, it's been two years. | wonder what it'll be like.”
| was startled for a moment. ‘Is Elaine planning something else tonight?‘ | wondered.
Elaine flagged down a cab and broughtalong to a private club.
I'd heard that folks in the United Kingdom prefer intimate gatherings and really value their privacy.
As soon as we walked in, waves of red wine aroma hit my nose.
Elaine, seeing | was a bit nervous, smiled and said, “Tonight's all about wine tasting. You can sample bottles from
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtall over the world. Guess what | brought?”
| just realized Elaine had pulled a vintage, high-end bottle of red wine out of her oversized handbag. “It's
tradition for everyone to bring a bottle,” she explained.
So that’s why Elaine had asked the driver to stop at a shop earlier-to pick up this bottle.
| realized every group has its own way of doing things, and honestly, it was actually pretty cool.
Inside the club's private room, there were already a dozen or so people. As soon as Elaine walked in, she
introducedaround. Then, | saw her make out with a tall guy-passionate and wild.
Someone cover to chat withabout wine knowledge. I'd picked up stips from hanging out with
wealthy ladies in my previous life, so I could hold my own in the conversation.
Elaine cback to me, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. She smiled and asked, “Ms. Murphy, how's it
going? There are spretty handsguys here. Anyone catch your eye?”
My reserved nature was still very much a part of me. Even though there were a bunch of young men and women
around, | didn’t feel any strong urge to mingle.
The wine tasting got underway, with everyone sharing the bottles they'd brought. After sampling, each perso
would announce the wine's origin, flavor, and name.
| was mostly just there to make up the numbers, but Elaine was super enthusiastic, jumping in to answer every
question with a bright, happy grin.
The wine was intoxicating, but now that I could hold my liquor better, I didn’t get drunk so easily anymore.
Tflew by, and before | knew it, it was already past ten at night. Elaine sidled up next toand said, “Ms.
Murphy, I'll take you hfirst.”
“Got something else going on tonight?” | asked her.
Elaine, a little embarrassed, pressed her forehead against my shoulder. “Yeah, I do.”
Suddenly, | asked her, “What's your take on love?”
Elaine blinked, then laughed. “Carpe diem-seize the day and have fun while you can.”
I was a bit taken aback.
But Elaine just leaned back in her chair, swirling her glass of red wine. “Ms. Murphy, you know, my mom used to
love my dad a lot, but he always had other women around. I've cto think maybe it’s better not to need love
at all. If someone loves me, I'll see what it feels like. If no one does, I'll just focus on loving myself. Life can be
lived any way you want.”
Elaine quickly added, “I definitely don’t want to end up a resentful housewife, spending my life looking after a
bunch of people.”
| really admired her free-spirited vibe. | nodded. “Yeah, everyone lives life their own way, and we all have
different stories. But if there’s one thing that matters, it's making sure we're happy.”
“Totally, Ms. Murphy! You just get me,” Elaine said, hugging my arm. “I want us to be friends forever.”
| could tell she was drunk, so | suggested we call it a night and head home.
Elaine wobbled to her feet, and | steadied her as we walked out. As we left, she glanced back and shot her ex a
little ‘call me’ gesture.
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