Chapter 5
But I didn't expect Scarlett's methods to be so swift.
The next day, as I went downstairs, two bodyguards forced me into a chair.
In front of me were countless bottles of liquor.
My heart tightened, and I looked at Scarlett, who was sitting on the couch. "What are you doing?"
Scarlett smiled, pointing to Ethan beside her.
"I told you, let's see how long you can keep this up."
The consequence of not apologizing.
The realization hit me like a thunderclap, as if something exploded in my mind.
I stared intently at her. "Scarlett, you can't do this to me, I can't drink alcohol!"
A flicker of hesitation crossed Scarlett's eyes.
Ethan saw it.
He frowned, looking at Scarlett. "If he doesn't want to apologize, just let it go. I'm fine."
Scarlett's face darkened. "I said I wouldn't let you be wronged."
With that, Scarlett looked back at me and smiled.
"Didn't you used to work at a bar? How can you not drink now?"
"Since you won't apologize, then you'll have to endure this."
My heart sank.
Scarlett seemed to have truly forgotten that my stomach was ruined drinking for her.
Back then, Scarlett's family sent people to the bar to make things difficult for her.
Knowing she was allergic to alcohol, they still demanded she drink ten bottles of liquor before she could leave.
It was me who drank bottle after bottle for her.
By the end, I lost consciousness and was rushed to the hospital.
When I woke up, Scarlett was there, watching over me.
She apologized again and again. "The doctor said you can't touch alcohol anymore. Let's quit this job, okay?"
"I'll take care of you from now on, and I'll take good care of your stomach."
Scarlett spoke earnestly, and I was happy that she could continue doing what she loved.
Time passed, and in just four years, Scarlett had forgotten.
I suddenly felt that my four-year-old self wasn't worth it.
The bodyguards forcing the liquor down my throat brought my thoughts back.
I struggled, but no matter how much I resisted, the alcohol still went down my throat.
It made me cough.
Scarlett's hands clenched at her sides, and she reminded me, "As long as you apologize to Ethan, I can let you go."