Mending a Broken Love (Roxanne and Sebastian) novel Chapter 181

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Roxanne and Elvira drank to the point of complete oblivion.

At first, they had mixed red wine with Coke, but soon, they were just drinking directly from the bottles. Their only goal was to get as drunk as possible—so drunk that they wouldn't even remember anything! Ideally, they would sleep for three days straight.

This way, Roxanne could be excused for not going to see Sebastian as things had just been simply out of her control.

Elvira was in a similar situation. She didn't want to go home as she was unsure of how to face Peter. Feeling heartbroken and sad, she decided to drink her pain away.

Once she was drunk, she wouldn't have to think about all these complicated feelings or face them. She couldn't handle this mess; it was just too much drama and too overwhelming! How did it all end up like this?

By midnight, both of them were in the hotel room, stumbling around before knocking out cold.

…

Sebastian woke up early the next morning.

When he opened his eyes, the images of yesterday's trip to the city hall flashed in his mind—including the moment he saw Roxanne and Shawn's wedding records on the screen.

He clenched his fists, and darkness filled his eyes. He then calmly got out of bed. After washing up and getting dressed, he went downstairs.

Nicholas had spent the night on the couch downstairs. After being on edge all night, he had fallen into a deep sleep. In fact, it was so deep that when Sebastian passed by him, he didn't even react.

Sebastian got into the car and ordered the bodyguard, "Take me to Prestige Hotel."

The bodyguard didn't dare question him.

Sebastian sat in the car, his presence commanding and his expression calm as if he were still the untouchable head of the family. It was as though his vulnerability and breakdown yesterday had been nothing more than a fleeting moment.

The car pulled up to Prestige Hotel.

Sebastian had already found out which hotel Roxanne was staying at—it was under AE's brand.

The hotel manager, already expecting his arrival, hurried to greet him respectfully. "Mr. Hayes, please follow me. I'll open the door for you."

Sebastian's expression was cold as he followed the manager into the elevator. Just as the doors were about to close, Peter quickly slipped in.

"I came with the same goal as you," he said with a gentle smile as if he already knew where Sebastian was about to go.

Sebastian didn't respond, nor did he even glance in Peter's direction. Right now, he had only one goal, and that was to take Roxanne away.

The elevator went straight to the tenth floor where Room 1022 was. The hotel manager used a master key to open the door.

Immediately, a strong smell of alcohol wafted out. Both Sebastian and Peter furrowed their brows at it. They stepped inside. The room was huge, but the sight of the two women lying carelessly on the floor was far from pleasant.

Four empty Lafite bottles lay scattered around them. They had drunk four bottles! Were they trying to get themselves killed? It was so obvious they had tried to drink away their sorrows.

Peter wasn't sure whether to laugh or be angry. If they wanted to get drunk, why not go for vodka? Or whisky, if they wanted something fancier. Red wine, seriously? Only those two would come up with that. Birds of a feather, indeed. No wonder they got along so well.

Peter stepped forward first and picked Elvira from the ground. She was completely drunk, but she still caught a familiar scent—one she knew well and longed for.