Find Me In Your Labyrinth novel Chapter 722

The man was gone, leaving Emily awkwardly standing there all by herself.

Her hands slowly clenched, and the bright eyes revealed a hint of coldness. She suddenly realized that she didn't need to say anything; Charlie's attitude had said it all.

Back in that day at the Royal Mansion house, their romance was over.

It was her who had been struggling and tossing and turning ever since.

She seemed to see the shadow of Noreen in herself, the shadow of the women who broke up with Charlie. He already had a new love, and she and they were still stubbornly trying to get it back.

She always thought she was different from other girls.

But in Charlie's eyes, she was just a joke.

Emily stood there for a long time, figured everything out, her heart deadened, her chest constantly churning.

She quickly walked to the bathroom, pressing her hands on the sink, dry heaving again and again.

Her mouth was filled with a sour and bitter taste, her vomiting intensified, and she felt extremely unwell.

Although she didn't actually vomit anything in the end, tears started streaming down her face. She bit her lip hard, trying to suppress her sadness.

In the private room, Andrew and others are booing, asking Charlie and Cynia to share a cup of wine.

Charlie was used to such jokes, so he poured wine for Cynia with a gentle and affectionate look in his eyes. "Just take a sip, or they'll keep bothering us."

Cynia shyly wrapped her arm around Charlie's neck and took a small sip.