Faye Townsend wanted to cry, but she couldn't squeeze out a single tear.
She must be going crazy.
"Faye, how did you end up here?"
Faye looked up, and Henry Sullivan's worried face appeared before her.
She looked around, finally giving a wry smile as she stood up, "Yes, how did I end up here?
It seems like the alcohol was too strong, I've already gotten drunk."
Henry Sullivan, heartbroken, stepped forward and hugged Faye Townsend, growling, "Enough, Faye, stop putting on a brave face. At least don't do it in front of me; I'll be heartbroken."
Faye Townsend bit her lip, "But I... I'm really fine."
"Faye, I've watched you grow up since you were young. I know you. Don't be like this, I beg you, okay? If you keep going like this, you'll make yourself sick."
Hearing Henry Sullivan's complaining yet worried words, Faye's mental defenses were finally completely broken down.
She reached out and tightly hugged Henry Sullivan's waist with a faint smile, "How wonderful, to have brother Henry by my side at times like this."
Henry Sullivan held her shoulders with both hands, looking at her almost pleadingly, "Faye."
"Brother Henry, please, don't say anything.
You don't know what kind of thoughts I'm using to restrain the pain in my heart from overflowing.
I don't want to become a weak person.
From now on, I have no one to rely on.
I can only rely on myself, so brother Henry, don't pity me or sympathize with me.
Hunter Warren was my own choice, everything today is of my own making.
Brother Henry, do you know, even breathing is bitter for me now.
I know, I still love him, even though he hurt me like this, I still love him.
The person I hate the most right now is myself, the worthless Faye Townsend."
Henry Sullivan clenched his fist; he regretted it, wishing he had punched that bastard Hunter Warren to death earlier.
He solemnly looked at Faye, his voice firm, "Faye, I'll marry you, let's get married."
Faye froze for a moment and looked at Henry Sullivan.
Then she tilted her head and laughed, "I won't marry you, I can't betray sister Yao Yao.
I believe sister Yao Yao will come back one day.
Brother Henry, let's not talk about this.
I'm a bit sleepy now, can you take me to the hotel?
I don't want to go home; you know, my brother is too annoying."
Henry Sullivan was somewhat helpless with Faye.
If it weren't for him back then, she and Hunter Warren wouldn't have met.
If they hadn't met, there wouldn't be this one-sided affection from her.
He felt very guilty, as if he were the instigator of all the suffering Faye was enduring now.
Henry Sullivan took her to the nearest hotel and got her a room.
He also knew that being alone like this made it easy for her to overthink.
But she refused to go to his apartment, leaving him helpless.
She was always a little stubborn mule, a unique nickname given to her by Uncle Townsend.
"Are you really okay being alone?"
Henry Sullivan was still very worried; she wouldn't even let him accompany her upstairs.
Faye nodded vigorously, "I'm very sure, I'm fine.
Even if I really can't think clearly, I won't choose to end my life in a way that would let down my parents.
If your unit has any wars, I can consider disguising myself as a man to die on the battlefield.
That way, I could at least earn a title for protecting my family and honoring my ancestors."
Henry Sullivan reached out to rub her head, "Alright, stop joking, it's very cold."