After the song, everyone applauded Selena.
However, Selena only sang one song because she was in a good mood.
She was more confident on stage, and she had a failed life off-stage.
This stark contrast made Eric feel distressed.
Selena handed the guitar to the musician next to her and walked down the stage with a smile.
When she looked up, she saw Eric sitting there.
Eric nodded lightly. He looked, aloof, indifferent, noble, and reserved.
Selena raised her eyebrows and walked over with a smile.
Although they were not close, Eric had helped her so many times, and she was not a heartless person.
Thus, she walked over with the wine that the bartender handed to her and greeted Eric with a smile.
“Mr. Ferguson, are you in such a bad mood that you’d come to my bar? I thought you were always busy!”
After all, there were three types of people who came to the bar — people in a bad mood who wanted to let loose, successful people like Eric who came to discuss business, and people who purely wanted to have fun.
Eric did not seem like the type to have fun, and he was certainly not here to talk business.
Thus, Selena guessed that he must be in a bad mood.
Eric raised his eyelids slowly with a bit of indifference and ridicule. He snorted lightly.
“How could I be in a good mood?”
Selena did not understand what Eric meant by that, but she could also hear that something was wrong with his tone.
She sat beside him. Her smoky makeup covered her plain facial features.
The music in her ears became loud and deafening.
Eric took out his phone, found the text messages Selena sent him, and put it in front of her.
Selena was a little puzzled, but she did not think there was anything wrong with that.
“If you’re looking for Ms. Stanton, she didn’t come today. When I met her earlier today, she said she was going to have a candlelight dinner with her husband after getting a facial.”
Eric’s face was gloomy, and he was speechless.
It was difficult to tell what he was thinking.
He curled his index finger and tapped on the table, then said in a cold voice, “How do you know about my relationship with Nicole? Did you do a background check on me?”
Selena curled her lips and said frankly, “A simple search online will reveal your entire love life. Why do I need to spend money to do a background check on you?”
Eric choked and glanced at her with a glum expression.
Selena realized that her tone was not great. She was still not yet divorced. If Eric refused to lend her his lawyer, all of her efforts would be wasted.
She quickly turned her head and revealed a bright smile.
“Of course, the information online is inaccurate. But I think your feelings for Ms. Stanton should be sincere. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have stayed single after so many years since your divorce. The heavens can attest to your sincerity, but it’s a pity that you’re not fated with her. I took two photos for you so that you can cure your lovesickness.”
Selena lowered her voice and sighed.
“It must be hard for you to have nothing else but money.”
Seeing Selena’s smile, Eric felt his heart clench.
They were really alike.
Selena’s face seemed to coincide with the woman in his memory for a moment.
His heart beat faster, but he forced himself to calm down.
He should not be like this.
Fading out of Nicole’s life was his respect for her and himself.
However, that smile was too dazzling.
His heart ached.
Eric’s eyes were cold. He could not hear Selena’s sympathy for him.
The corner of his mouth twitched.
“It’s even more difficult for you. You don’t even have money.”
Selena’s face froze.
The words she wanted to say were instantly stuck in her throat.
Why did she have to compare who was more pitiful with a rich man?
Was she not just humiliating herself?
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