After Cathryn sat down, Abigail introduced her to the people sitting beside her. Because of the identity of Abigail's parents, the people who played with her were all in the entertainment circle. Abigail pointed out that Cathryn was a new actress, meaning to tell everyone that she might not be as open as other small actors.

"What did that mean?" Cathryn thought to herself. "Open, open to what?" Cathryn said.

"Never mind, come on, Cathryn, according to our rules, the newcomer must drink three cups first." As soon as Cathryn sat down, Joel, who sat next to her, could no longer wait. He knew what he wanted, and he wanted Cathryn. It didn't matter what Joel had to do to get her, he was determined to have her all to himself. He started pouring her three glasses of wine at once.

Joel's parents were the most powerful, both of whom were investors in the entertainment industry, and the parents of the other people did not dare to offend his parents. Now that Joel had taken a fancy to Cathryn, the other men had to give up. They all instantaneously backed away. What Joel wants, Joel gets.

"I'm not really a drinker," said Cathryn politely. She was sitting closer to Abigail while Joel's body almost touched her body.

"Aren't you happy, Cathryn?" asked Abigail concernedly. She started patting her on the shoulder.

"Mm," Cathryn answered, and that tableau came back to her mind again. Her eyes turned red as she bit down on her lower lip to prevent herself from crying out.

When Cathryn was sad, she often bit her lower lip to relieve the pain. Everyone always found that it was really charming. She would always leave a row of teeth printed on her red and tender lower lip.

"Drink some wine." Abigail seized the opportunity to put the red wine in Cathryn's hand and promised, "You will forget all your troubles after you get drunk," but Cathryn refused again.

"To survive in the entertainment circle, it must be necessary to accompany the leaders out to drink and eat, and if you can't drink, you will not be able to survive," Abigail said to Cathryn.

Abigail continued to try and persuade her. Then Abigail held Cathryn's hand tightly and gave her a look, and slipped a pill into her hand. "This is some medicine that will make you feel better." Raising her eyebrows, Abigail whispered to Cathryn. Cathryn didn't want the pill and gave it back to Abigail.

Then Cathryn began to think carefully about how she had graduated from the film college two years ago and how some of her classmates had already played the leading roles in some movies while still playing only small parts. What was she supposed to do? There was no opportunity for her to play small roles or even prominent roles in a film.

She thought that because she did not accompany the directors, investors, and producers out to drink and eat was the reason why she had never become famous. Thinking of that, she knew she had to do something. She had to strive for her future on her own. Why not drink? What harm could it do? So Cathryn nodded slightly and took the pill from Abigail's hand.

The pill was small, so she could swallow it quickly. She discreetly put it in her mouth. Cathryn then drank a glass of red wine. The taste of the red wine was bitter and left her mouth feeling dry.

Everyone watched as Cathryn finished her glass of red wine. A few people next to her instantly became excited. They passed the other two glasses of red wine to Cathryn, and they immediately praised her for her excellent drink.

After she was done drinking her first glass of wine, Cathryn did not want to take the wine that they kept passing to her over and over again. Instead, she paused for a while to make sure she didn't feel uncomfortable, and then she continued to drink the remaining two glasses of wine.

Cathryn thought to herself that maybe she should have taken the pill as soon as Abigail handed it to her. After drinking the wine and taking the medicine, Cathryn did not feel uncomfortable anymore, and even her consciousness was still sober. She was feeling on top of the world. Like the possibilities were endless.

As soon as she had finished drinking the three glasses of wine, everyone began to play games again. Cathryn was no stranger to the games that they were playing. She had played them before when she was in college. There was a giant turntable in the room, and the turntable pointed to who had to drink.

At first, Cathryn was still a little reserved, but later everyone drank too much, and the atmosphere became lively. Cathryn gradually released herself. The turntable pointed to Cathryn five times in a row, so she had to drink five glasses in a row.

Cathryn thought she felt fine. She had taken the pill and drank about eight glasses of wine, so she decided she was going to get up and go to the lady's room. As soon as she stood up, she almost fell down. Fortunately, Joel was right beside her and had helped her just in time.

"Are you all right?" asked Joel with concern. He did not make any frivolous movements because he knew that he must be patient now. He knew that all that he needed to do now was to behave like a gentleman and make Cathryn put her vigilance down.

"I want to go to the lady's room," said Cathryn laboriously.

"Well, I'll take you to the washroom," said Joel. He was hugging her in his arms as they stumbled out the door. As they were leaving the room, he gave the others in the place a look. His thoughts were not of taking care of Cathryn, but of having his way with her. Everyone was watching and laughing as they left the room. They all knew Joel and what kind of person he was.

Joel had already booked a room, so he took Cathryn towards the direction of the room. The room was far away from the dance floor, and the environment here was relatively quiet.

The narrow corridor had only small lights on the ceiling, so Cathryn had no idea where she was going. She staggered along, and her body felt like a burning flame of fire. The flames ignited every cell in her body, but it did not burn the memories of her and her ex-husband, Jordan Riggs, away.

The memories came flooding back. Cathryn could vividly remember the tenderness of Jordan, the affection of Jordan, the love of Jordan...everything of Jordan appeared more clearly in her mind even after her body had been paralyzed by alcohol.

With all the despair and pain sweeping over her, Cathryn suddenly stopped her pace and collapsed to the ground feebly.

"Stand up!" Joel yelled. He had lost his patience. He started dragging her and walking towards the private room.

While he was trying to pull Cathryn up, the door beside her suddenly opened, and a man in a suit who had a tall figure came out. The light was so dim that Joel could not clearly see the appearance of the man. He could only see the dim light sweeping on the man's face, depicting his profound and perfect facial features.

Joel wanted to drag Cathryn away in a hurry, but Cathryn suddenly jumped up and hugged the man who had come out of the room.

"Why did you divorce me?" Cathryn said. Suddenly she could not help herself; she vomited on the man.

This was the VIP lounge in the bar, and anyone who played here was either the rich or the dignitaries. Joel and his friends were the nobodies, and they did not dare to offend them.

After the vomiting, Cathryn still felt that her stomach was upset, so she immediately was sick again. Fortunately, she did not eat anything the whole night, so the only thing that was coming up was all the red wine.

She vomited on the man's expensive white shirt. His shirt was all red, like the color of blood. It looked as though the man's heart had been stabbed with a knife.

As soon as Joel saw that the situation was not going to turn out well on his behalf, he immediately turned around and ran away without waiting for the man to speak. He left Cathryn with the man. He didn't care, all he knew was that he had to get out there and fast.

Joel hurriedly rushed back into the room where his friends were, and they instantly started to ridicule him. He was gasping for air as he closed the door, Joel leaned against it. He slowly started to adjust his breathing.

Abigail looked at Joel, and immediately she knew something was wrong.

"What's wrong? And where did Cathryn go?"

Everyone strangely looked at him and asked the same thing.

Glancing at the people around him, Joel took over the wine in Abigail's hand and drank it.

"It's so disgusting," he said after moistening his throat. "Before we arrived at the room, Cathryn began to hold a strange man, and she kept vomiting on him, over and over again."

"How could you be such a coward and leave her there? I can't believe that you could do such a thing," said Abigail.

The short man who had coveted Cathryn for the whole night felt very regretful when he heard Joel's words.

"Bah! What? I had no desire to be with someone like that. She kept vomiting, it was disgusting and made me completely lose interest." Joel was very dissatisfied with the short man saying that he was cowardly. He shouted out to all of them, "You would have done the same thing."

Joel precisely understood in his heart that the man who had come out of the VIP room and from the way he was dressed, that he was not an ordinary person. This man was a person whom he did not dare to offend.

A young lady who had been standing by Joel surprised everyone when she spoke out about what she remembered. "Hey! Cassie told me that Jeremy Fox of The Stark Industries booked all the VIP rooms today," she said.

"Did you say The Stark Industries, which controls the high and new technology industry?" Abigail's face suddenly turned pale, and she knew very well that compared with The Stark Industries, they were entirely like tiny ants.

"Yes, Mr. Fox is a regular guest in our bar, and our boss always reserves VIP rooms for him. However, he usually books only one VIP room at a time, but somehow all the VIP rooms were booked by him today," another young lady said.

Hearing these words, not only Joel but also the other people were scared out of their wits. Abigail hurriedly pulled Joel onto the sofa and asked the lady at the door to lock the door.

"He didn't see your face, did he? Did he recognize you?" Abigail asked Joel. It was luck that Joel ran away just in time, and if he had been caught, the consequences would have been severe. She still remembered that the last time someone accidentally bumped into Jeremy, Jeremy immediately hit him in the head with a bottle. However, the man did not dare to resist at all.

"He did not see my face, but Cathryn..." Joel was worried that Cathryn would give them away.

"How can she sell us out when she is so drunk," said Abigail after she calmed down. "No need to worry, I gave her a pill to take, so even if they want to find out the truth, they will just think Cathryn is a prostitute."

****

Cathryn, like spitting bubbles, had been vomiting four or five times in a row, so all the remaining wine in her stomach was gone. The alcohol was paralyzing her nerves. Cathryn burst into tears and grabbed the man who was in front of her, continually questioning him.

"You said that our hidden marriage was for your career, so you asked me to keep our marriage a secret. You said that this year was going to be a new year. You told me you would accompany me to meet my parents. You took it all from! You deceived me!" cried Cathryn.

The more Cathryn thought about it, the more she felt wronged. Finally, she buried her head in the man's arms and burst into tears. Under the anesthesia of alcohol, she didn't even notice that the man was half a head taller than Jordan. She just kept burying her head deeper and deeper in the man's arms and crying.

The cry of the woman echoed in the long corridor, and it was quite an ear-piercing. As the man looked down at the woman who was crying in his arms, he carefully looked at her eyebrows and eyes, and then her eyes slowly got deep.

"Keith, why don't you come in...Well, who is this?" said the man. Keith had been told that he wanted to go out for a breath of fresh air, and Jeremy was in the room waiting for him to return. He wondered what was taking him so long, so Jeremy went to look for him. To his surprise, when he opened the door, he saw a woman crying in his friend's arms. He had noticed that the high-grade custom suit on his friend was in a horrible mess, with the smell of a disgusting alcohol flavor.

Keith did not answer because he did not dare to confirm who she was. He did not want to upset Cathryn anymore than she already was.

"Arrange a room for me," Keith said as he looked up and glanced at Jeremy. His voice sank like an underground canyon.

Jeremy, who looked doubtful at the woman in Keith's arms, heard Keith's words, and his handsome face flushed with all kinds of expressions. Finally, the only thing that remained was the look of shock on his face.

"Gosh! I didn't think that you liked this type of woman? How heavy is your taste, Keith?"

Keith glanced up at Jeremy with his brown eyes visible in the dark light, and his long curly eyelashes flickered. He looked at Jeremy with a fierce look in his eyes.

Seeing that Keith was getting impatient and a little upset with him, Jeremy immediately stopped joking, straightened up, and said, "Guaranteed to satisfy you!"

Jeremy found the owner of the bar and booked the most spacious and romantic room available for Keith.

"What about the others?" Jeremy asked while watching Keith take Cathryn into the room.

They came out to celebrate tonight, but without him, the boss, the party would soon end without any certainty.

"Organize it by yourself and continue to play. They will either play or go home." As Keith spoke, his long white fingers bent as he grabbed a corner of his tie, pulling it open slightly and revealing his exquisite collarbone.

"Okay." Jeremy smiled and glanced at Cathryn in the bed. Then, smiling meaningfully, he said to Keith," You can go to the company late tomorrow, and I'll help you deal with some matters first." Then, without waiting for Keith to reply, Jeremy hurriedly closed the door and ran away with a laugh.

A slight smile from his nose spilled. Keith turned his head to look at Cathryn, who was lying in bed murmuring, and then he stretched out his hand to unbutton his shirt.

Jeremy booked the most exquisite room available for Keith. There was only a big bed and two tea tables in the place mainly because the people who spent the night in the bar had all the other rooms booked up.

The red wine lights overhead were still dim, but at least Keith could clearly see the face of the woman in bed. Unfastening his buttons, Keith took off his shirt.

Keith was six feet and four inches tall. The dim light shone on his naked upper body. The man's figure was perfect, his upper body was perfect, his shoulders were broad and thick, his chest muscles were compact and beautiful, and the outline of his abdominal muscles was clear.

Cathryn was a little restless. She was rolling back and forth on the bed. She was begging for him to get off her, and then she was pleading for him to get back on her. Cathryn was fully showing the complexity of a drunken woman.

The smell of the wine on his body was so bad that Keith went to the bathroom for a shower first. After he was all cleaned up, he was so surprised to see the woman in bed had taken off all her clothes.

Cathryn was obviously too drunk. She wasn't entirely coherent. When she heard the sound of the water running as Keith was taking his shower, she remembered what she and Jordan used to do at their home. He would take a shower first, and when the bathroom was warm, it was time for her to go in and take a bath, so she subconsciously took off all her clothes.

The odor of the wine on the woman's body was disgusting, but it still could not hide her charm. Trying his best to calm himself down, Keith took the woman to the bathroom and helped her to take a shower. Then he carried her to the bed again.

After he scrubbed her body, Cathryn felt a cool sensation on her skin. Yet her body seemed like fire, the lust burning her nerves. She felt so thirsty and dry that she could not help moaning, and she felt so comfortable that she wanted to touch her own private parts with her hands.

Cathryn's figure perfectly matched her beautiful appearance. She had a slender waist and high hips, a full chest, and a long skinny neck. It was the perfect figure with her fair skin color, which could easily evoke any man's desire.

Aware of something wrong with Cathryn, Keith, who had been standing at the bedside, leaned over and sustained his hands on the sides of Cathryn's body. He looked at her.

The skin of the woman had turned into a faint red, and a thin layer of perspiration had oozed out. Her breath was sprayed on his face, making him frown tightly to endure his lust.

Cathryn felt very hot and uncomfortable. The powerful hormone pulled over her like a key, opening all her desires, and as Keith raised his hand to touch her forehead, Cathryn groaned and put her arms around him.

"Jordan ..." Cathryn gasped and trembled as she called out his name.

When Cathryn hugged Keith, his body was tense all of a sudden. In the dim consciousness, Cathryn heard only a magnetic low voice passing through her eardrum into her mind.

"I'm not Jordan." Keith vaguely uttered.

Hearing the man's words, instead of feeling disappointed, Cathryn knew she was not being seduced. She suddenly opened her eyes to look for the body of the man. Indeed, the man was not Jordan. Jordan had already divorced her and he had proposed to another woman in front of her. The man who was with her now could be any man but could never be Jordan.

"Who...are you?" Cathryn's voice trembled as she asked again.

"Keith Clarkson, and you can call me Keith."

The name was like a complicated procedure, which was carefully carved into her memory.

"Hug me," said Cathryn with tears. She was begging for the warmth of a man. Tears were falling from her eyes. She raised her head and kissed him on the lips.

Since Jordan had an affair in the marriage, it would not matter that she went to bed with other men after the divorce, would it? The soft and sweet lips wholly opened the gate of the man's reason, and his desire immediately poured down like a flood.

Keith's eyes slowly became more intense and more profound, and he pulled off the bathrobe. He embraced Cathryn's body with his.

****

The next day, Cathryn woke up from hunger. She opened her eyes as the sun shone on the king-size bed. Instantly she could feel her head spinning, and it felt like her head was going to explode. Her headache was so intense that she thought she was going to be sick to her stomach. It made some of the broken memories of her mind more broken, broken to almost blank.