Love Her to No End

Chapter 58 Getting Drunk With Lorelei The talk with Alois weighed so heavily on Michaela that she felt suffocated by it.

Even if he didn’t cto see her, she had planned to visit the Summerfield residence after work.

After giving Wayne a call to inform him that she wouldn't be hfor dinner, Michaela drove to the Summerfield residence when it was tto get off work.

The Summerfield residence was located in a wealthy neighborhood in Xenhall. The residents who lived there were made up of rich and prominent families. Evidently, the Summerfields were also a distinguished family in Quakersville.

As the only daughter, Lorelei was the apple of the entire family’s eye.

Unfortunately, falling in love with a man like Alois was considered a misfortune of hers.

It was a twenty minutes drive from the foundation to Xenhall. The moment her car turned into the neighborhood, she saw a black Maybach drive out from inside.

More importantly, the person in the driver's seat was none other than Lorelei, who was in flamboyant makeup.

Even though Michaela honked in reflex, the Maybach had already driven past her. Hence, she quickly spun the car around and followed it from behind.

In her mind, Lorelei was a youthful and vibrant-looking girl. Just a simple ponytail alone was enough to let her natural beauty shine through.

However, the person Michaela saw just now wore such heavy makeup that she looked like an entirely different person, which caused Michaela to feel sorry for her.

As she followed Lorelei into the city, Michaela finally found the latter's Maybach parked outside someplace called Broken Hearts Bar.

At that hour, there weren't many patrons in the bar. The dim lighting and ear-shattering music caused Michaela’s heart to thump alongside the rhythm.

While searching for Lorelei, she saw men and women dancing and kissing passionately all around her, to the extent there was no place for her to avert her gaze.

Since she had never patronized a place like that before, she naturally felt uneasy inside.

Meanwhile, Lorelei was sitting at the bar. With her porcelain-white legs crossed, she looked exceptionally eye- catching.

Wearing a short black sequined dress and a headful of long wavy hair, the dignified aura inherent in her shone through the chaotic surroundings of the bar.

“That girl looks hot!” “This is the third day that she is getting herself drunk. Furthermore, she’s a feisty one. Plenty of men have tried and failed to get her to leave with them.” “I like feisty ones. Hehe!” As Michaela could hear the entire conversation clearly, she was disgusted by the man’s row of yellow teeth when he let out a lecherous laugh.

Just when he was still planning on how to bed Lorelei, Michaela had already cup to the bar and snatched the whiskey away from Lorelei’s hands. “Stop drinking!” Although Lorelei had just arrived, there were plenty of empty glasses in front of her. She was already a little drunk from the reddish tint on her cheeks.

“Mich!” Lorelei giggled at the sight of Michaela as she settled the latter down beside her. Subsequently, she waved at the bartender, “One more!” “Aren’t you supposed to be sick?” Michaela pretended to be oblivious to the truth.

Lorelei’s smile was just as vibrant as ever. After receiving the drink from the bartender, she pushed it over to Michaela. “Mich, since you're already here, cand drink with me!” “Answer my question first! Have you seen yourself in the mirror? Why do you insist on tormenting yourself?” As Lorelei’s expression froze, the smile on her face faded away. She then finished her drink in one gulp underneath Michaela’s intense gaze.

A short while later, she remarked with a melancholic look in her eye, “Mich, do you know that Alois has rejected me? Not only that, he even introduced his new girlfriend to me. Both of them were sitting in front of me, all lovey-dovey. It madefeel... as if I'm nothing but a fool!” Just as Lorelei spoke, she curled her lips into a faint smile. Nevertheless, there was a tinge of brimming sorrow visible in her eyes.

If it wasn’t for her slightly moist and reddened eyes, one couldn't tell that her smile was actually forced.

“Lorelei.” Michaela’s heart went out to her.

In truth, Michaela disapproved of the harsh method Alois had used. As Lorelei was a girl, there was no need for him to resort to such tactics. If he didn’t like her, all he had to do was tell her. Why the need for such ? Love is supposed to be something beautiful, but it turned out to be a razor-sharp knife that was plunged into Lorelei’s heart.

At that moment, Michaela was worried that Lorelei would be lost in her own despair.

“Mich, do you think that I'm really that undesirable? Why doesn’t Alois like me? What am I lacking? As long as he’s able to tell me, I'm more than willing to change. All my plotting was just so that I could be near him. But now, | realize that it’s meaningless to do so. Other than getting drunk, what else can | do? Mich, my heart hurts like hell!” The moment she finished, Lorelei threw herself into Michaela’s arms as teardrops kept streaming down her cheeks.

“Lorelei, you're a wonderful person. It is he who doesn’t deserve you!” Michaela patted Lorelei on the back to console her. The next second, Lorelei backed up from her embrace and wiped the tears off her face. She held Michaela’s hand and cozied up to her. “Let's not talk about such depressing matters. Come, let's drink!” “Whatever you want to do today, I'll do it with you. However, you must promisethat from tomorrow onward, you will get a grip and stop tormenting yourself, all right?” “All right, all right. Ill do as you say from tomorrow. But tonight, you will drink withto our hearts’ content!” Just as she spoke, Lorelei raised her whiskey-filled glass and clinked it with the one in front of Michaela.

Subsequently, she downed it in one gulp again.

All this while, Michaela had never stepped into a bar before, for she was someone disciplined. Since it was a rare occasion for her to let her hair down, she downed her drink in one shot too.

As whiskey was a strong drink, Michaela’s cheeks reddened the moment it entered her stomach.

Meanwhile, in a discreet corner, Lucille, dressed in a mature and sexy outfit, was staring at the bar in surprise.

Zack had gone overseas for a business trip after having a meeting in the morning. Feeling bored, she had invited her usual gang out for drinks.

It was just that she had never expected to run into Michaela there.

Isn't she supposed to be above all this? How did she end up in such a sleazy place? Watching the two ladies happily downing one drink after the other, Lucille’s gaze grew incredibly icy.

The act she had previously devoted much effort to didn’t just fail to ruin Michaela’s reputation, it also ended up arousing Zack's suspicion. In fact, it almost backfired on her.

If it wasn’t for her ability to think of her feet, she would likely be the one who was drowning her sorrows in alcohol that day.

At that stage, Jacob had declared that he would no longer help her and even warned her to stop causing trouble for Michaela.

Although she cclose to finishing Michaela off, the latter someone managed to escape unscathed.

How could she? It tookso much effort to finally take Michaela’s place, but why does everyone insist on protecting her? Is it all because of the dead old man from the Simmons family? She was filled with indignance over the situation.

The higher Michaela soared, the more Lucille wanted to pull the former down and inflict suffering upon her.

Suddenly, a wicked glint flashed in Lucille’s eyes. If my last attempt failed to tarnish her reputation, lettry and ruin it again.