The Husband I Loved, The Man Who Hated Me
Chapter 5
Unable to face the pain directly, I wanted to see what Gabriel was doing at that moment.
Why did Luke come when I had called Gabriel?
I floated out about two meters before being forcibly pulled back. After several attempts, the result was the same - I came to a conclusion that I couldn't leave my past self.
I didn't want to watch the next scene. I crouched down and covered my head in pain, but I couldn't block out the sounds.
Accompanied by the noisy voices, painful memories were awakened. Images automatically floated through my mind.
"She's so pretty, how could Gabriel not want her?"
Luke carried my half-drunk, half-conscious body out of the bar. As he looked me up and down, his hands started roaming over my body.
"Ah! What are you doing?"
My drunken self felt something groping my body. I opened my eyes to find a strange man trying to molest me.
Luke gripped my hand tightly. I had no way to escape. I could only use my last bit of reason to take out my phone and dial Gabriel's number.
"Gabriel! Help me!"
That pale, desperate cry for help was truly the only action my past self could take to help herself at that moment.
At this moment, it was as if I had overcome my inner demons. I stood up and coldly watched the scene. Luke snatched the phone and tossed it aside.
"Gabriel doesn't even want you anymore. Why are you still calling him?"
I floated over to their side, looking at my half-unconscious self who was in shock. I reached out to wipe away her tears, but my hand passed through her face again.