Chapter 1 Night of Betrayal

Vyora stared at the gleaming building across the street, an upscale bar known for its glamorous atmosphere. However, she was going to a different place, one she had already planned.

Today was Vyora and her boyfriend's anniversary, a day that should have been beautiful.

Vyora meticulously prepared for it all. She chose her most stunning dress, prepared a special gift, and waited eagerly for Noah's arrival.

However, all those plans were shattered when Vyora's eyes caught sight of a very familiar figure entering the bar.

It was Noah.

Vyora was shocked. She stared at Noah with disbelief. He was walking and talking with a woman with long blonde hair. The woman was laughing merrily and clinging affectionately to Noah's arm.

"Noah?" Vyora murmured, her voice trembling.

Without waiting any longer, Vyora walked towards the bar. She wanted to make sure what was happening. She wanted to hear an explanation from Noah. However, as she entered the bar, all of Vyora's hopes crumbled.

Noah was kissing the woman.

Vyora held back her anger. She was deeply hurt and furious. She felt betrayed and lied to.

Without hesitation, Vyora grabbed a bottle of beer from a nearby table, without checking who owned it, and doused Noah with it.

"You bastard!" Vyora screamed, her voice trembling with anger.

Noah turned around sharply with a surprised expression. Instead of apologizing, he grabbed Vyora's arm tightly. "What are you doing, Vyora?!" he roared.

"We were supposed to have dinner together today, Noah! But what is this? Why are you cheating on me?"

Noah immediately dragged Vyora out of the bar. He forcibly took her to a small alley behind the bar.

"Don't interfere! This is none of your business!" Noah yelled, shoving Vyora's hand away.

"I'm your girlfriend, Noah! You dare to cheat on me! This is definitely my business!" Vyora screamed, tears continuously falling.

Noah clamped his hand firmly on Vyora's jaw. The man's eyes glared fiercely. "Shut up! I'm sick of your whining!"

Vyora flinched slightly. Immediately trying to free herself from Noah's grip. "Let me go! I hate you!"

Noah shoved Vyora's body against the wall. He brought his face closer. "You'll regret doing this to me," Noah whispered.

"Why are you like this? You've changed, Noah. You know you're hurting me."

Noah gritted his teeth, then released his grip, but his gaze remained cold and piercing. "Fine, I'll be honest with you. I just want a woman who's exciting and can enjoy life. You're too naive and boring. I can't keep being with you."

Those words from Noah hit Vyora's heart like shards of glass. Vyora stared at Noah with a disappointed look. She couldn't believe that the man she loved could have shattered her heart.

"What? I'm boring?" Vyora asked, her voice trembling.

"Yes, you're boring," Noah replied nonchalantly. "You're too good and obedient. I want a woman who can challenge me, someone who can make my life more colorful."

Vyora wiped away her tears roughly. Her chest felt tight. She felt heartbroken and humiliated. She couldn't accept the fact that Noah could speak so cruelly.

"But I truly love you, Noah," Vyora said softly.

"The love you give is boring," Noah replied cynically. "I want something more than that. You even always refuse to kiss me. That's so annoying. So, it's better to end things here. I'm tired."

Vyora looked at Noah with a gaze filled with disappointment. She clenched her fists. She lowered her head and smiled wryly. She felt it was pointless to continue pleading with a man who had fallen for another woman.

"Alright. You're right. I'll go. I hope you're happy, Noah." Vyora turned around quickly. She wanted to get away from Noah as soon as possible.

Vyora walked away with heavy steps. She felt shattered. She couldn't believe that her love affair with Noah would end so miserably.

"You're so cruel and awful, Noah."

Unconsciously, Vyora's steps led her back in front of the bar. Her anger boiled up inside her.

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Vyora immediately entered the bar. She found an empty table and sat down hastily. "Give me the strongest drink you have!" she demanded of the bartender.

This was Vyora's first time drinking. All this time, she always tried to be a good girl, so that Noah wouldn't cheat and would stay in love with her. She avoided alcohol, avoided places like this for the sake of her health.

But tonight, Vyora shed all her good qualities. She wanted to feel free, to forget all the sadness and disappointment.

Vyora downed the drink quickly. A burning sensation rushed down her throat. She felt dizzy and nauseous. But she continued to gulp the drink to vent her pent-up emotions. She didn't care if her throat could explode.

"One more!" Vyora yelled at the bartender. She rudely tossed her glasses onto the table.

Vyora kept drinking until she was drunk. She danced in the middle of the flashing lights, sang loudly to the loud music, even talked to people she didn't know at all.

"Noah, you bastard! I hate you! The cruelest man in the world is you, Noah! You're a devil-hearted human!" Vyora screamed.

She danced wildly. She felt free. She felt that nothing could stop her.

"I'm going to enjoy my own life! I can live without you, Noah!" she shouted, laughing and full of tears.

Vyora kept dancing until she fell to the floor. She tried to stand up, but her balance was gone. The wild laughter that had erupted earlier was now replaced by weary sighs.

"Ouch," she mumbled, trying to find something to hold onto.

Suddenly, a strong hand pulled her up. Vyora vaguely looked at the man in front of her. The man was handsome and wore a black suit.

"Are you okay?" the man asked, his voice gentle.

Vyora stared at the man with an empty gaze. She felt dizzy and weak. "Yes. I'm fine."

The man pulled Vyora to an empty chair and helped her sit down. He looked at Vyora's face, flushed with intoxication. His gaze seemed meaningful.

"You look beautiful when you're angry," the man whispered, running his hand along Vyora's waist.

Vyora flinched slightly. She immediately pulled the man's hand away and looked at him sharply.

"Who are you?"

"Leo," the man replied, smiling sweetly. "I'm your friend."

Vyora looked at the man named Leo with suspicion. She didn't believe that Leo was her friend.

"I don't know you," Vyora said firmly.

"You're drunk, Darling. So you forgot about me." Leo smiled, continuing to stare at Vyora intensely.

Vyora took a deep breath. She held her head, which felt dizzy. Her body suddenly felt weak. She couldn't think clearly.

"Take your hand off me. I want to go home."

"I'll take you home," Leo replied. "Let me help you."

Vyora looked at Leo with a hesitant gaze. She didn't trust him. But she also couldn't walk home alone.

"Alright," Vyora said, resigned. She just wanted to leave that place.

Leo smiled, then helped Vyora to her feet and led her out of the bar. He guided her towards his car.

"Get in."

"You know my house?"

Leo simply smirked, gazing at Vyora with an unreadable look. He pointed to the car with his chin.

"Of course. You'll be safe with me."

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