You Are My Mr Right

“What does it matter anymore?” Luna said.NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

“Of course, it matters! If Orion’s mother schemed to make him have a relationship with that girl, at least it shows that he didn’t willingly betray you.” Freya argued.

Luna took a deep breath and said, “It doesn’t matter anymore.”

She looked at Freya and continued, “Even if it wasn’t his intention, the fact remains that the other girl is pregnant with his child. Can he just ignore that?”

Freya fell silent.

Yes.

Now that the other girl was carrying his child, and she was the one favored by Orion’s mother, they would definitely push for a marriage.

“But you…” Freya started to say.

Luna’s gaze drifted off, unfocused. She remained silent for a long time before finally saying, “We are probably destined to be separated. No matter how many times we break up and make up, we can’t escape the tricks of fate. Between him and me… it’s impossible now.”

Freya sighed in her heart.

“Freya, have a drink with me. After tonight, I will still be me as usual, and I won’t shed another tear or hurt another bit for him.” Luna wiped her face forcefully.

Freya agreed. She stood up and opened the door, only to see Ronan still outside. She told him what they needed.

Ronan immediately arranged for it. As he looked inside, he asked, “Are you two planning to drown your sorrows in alcohol?”

Freya replied, “You can go now. Luna and I will leave later. You don’t have to keep guarding here.”

But Ronan was concerned, “What if you two girls get drunk and encounter some pervert? Don’t worry about it. If you both get drunk, I have a room here where you can rest.”

Freya leaned against the door frame, staring at him, “Why do you seem like a pervert to me?”

“I’m a talented person, dignified and upright. How could I be a pervert?” Ronan patted his chest confidently. “I would never take advantage of someone in a vulnerable position.”

Freya chuckled and asked, “Really?”

“Absolutely,” Ronan said, almost swearing.

At that moment, the alcohol arrived, and Freya took it from the delivery person.

Ronan grinned, “Do you want me to join you for a drink?”

“No.” Freya replied bluntly. Without any hesitation, she closed the door, leaving Ronan outside once again.

Freya walked over and placed the alcohol on the table. The bottle cap had been removed. She poured two glasses.

Luna said, “Once I go back, I’ll focus on my work and forget about him.”

Freya remained silent, not saying anything. After truly loving someone, it was not as simple as just forgetting them. This process was bound to be painful.

“Thank you for being with me, Freya,” Luna said, her eyes reddened.

Freya replied, “We’re friends, no need for thanks. Let’s have a drink and hope for smooth sailing in the future.”

Luna sniffed and said, “Here’s to us getting better and better.”

Cheers!

They downed their glasses in one go.

Luna continued pouring more alcohol, saying, “Today, you have to stay with me until the end.”

“We won’t go home until we’re drunk.” Replied Freya.

Luna laughed.

Soon, the bottle of alcohol was empty. Freya and Luna were drunk.

“What do we need men for? What are they worth?” Luna slumped on the table, grabbed another bottle of alcohol, and continued pouring. “Let’s keep drinking.”

Freya half-leaned on the couch, everything around her was blurry and swaying. It felt like she had no energy left to even connect her movements. Still, she cooperated with Luna, saying, “Let’s drink.”

“Cheers.”

Luna hiccuped.

Freya covered her mouth. She almost vomited. Her cheeks turned as red as cherries as she jokingly said, “Men are all worthless.”

Elijah had been gone for a few days and hadn’t contacted her proactively.

Had he forgotten about her?

“Yes. Men are all dogs,” Luna slurred, her speech becoming more audacious as she got drunk.

Cheers!

Another drink downed.

Freya couldn’t take it anymore. Her stomach churned, her body felt hot, and she said, “I feel terrible.”

Suddenly, the door was pushed open. Freya looked up drowsily. There seemed to be a tall figure standing at the door. It looked somewhat familiar as she squinted her eyes to see-