After the Eight Years of Love I Gave Up novel Chapter 19

Book 2 - Chapter 9

Louis has a strange habit.

He likes excitement, he likes women.

Every time he gets together with friends, he drinks himself into a stupor.

But there's one thing: no matter how drunk he gets, no matter how beautiful the women around him are, he always only wants me to come pick him up and take him home.

How many nights have I been woken up from my sleep by phone calls, coming to the bar to pull him away from women?

How many times have I taken off his shirts reeking of perfume, helping him to bed to rest?

How many times have I faced others' mockery, calmly sending away strange women for him?

Before, this was the responsibility I had to bear as Mrs. Wood.

Now, I just raised an eyebrow, smiling as I asked them to let me pass.

Stephen's expression froze, he frowned and asked me:

"Did you and Louis have a fight?"

I shook my head.

"No, I'm just tired of it all."

I don't know if it was the word "fight" or "tired" that triggered Louis.

He suddenly pushed away the woman supporting him, his eyes full of anger.

"Eliza! Haven't you had enough! If you're unsatisfied with something, just say it directly. I can change, can't I?"

This was the first time Louis had lowered his head. Stephen was so shocked his eyes widened.

But my heart remained unmoved.

Politely asking him to let me pass, I prepared to leave.

But Louis grabbed my wrist.

"Eliza, come home with me."

Before I could speak, a hand suddenly reached out from behind me, pulling Louis's hand away for me.

"Sir, please show some respect."

Jacob, holding a coat in his hand, coldly pulled Louis's hand away.

"You're looking for death!" Louis's eyes instantly bloodshot, he turned to throw a punch.