|| VALENTINA's POV ||
Luka....
I smiled big upon seeing him there. It was surreal to see such a big doctor like him in a bar frequently. He looked charming in that light grey suit. Holding a whiskey in his hand, he was smiling at us. Emily muttered a curse underneath her breath and grabbed another bottle to fill her aching heart.
I replied, wiping the liquid from my lips,
" Sure!! "
Luka came next to me, toasted the wine before looking over at Emily who looked drunk. He asked with a slight worry in his tone,
" Is she okay?"
I glanced over Emily, chuckled looking at her crazy dance steps. Waving my hand dismissively, I mumbled on my juice,
" Trust me, she is more than fine. She will get over it after tonight."
However, Emily turned worse in the next few minutes. She was stumbling, going over to the random guys to propose a dance with her. Most of them avoided her because she was too drunk to distinguish between dream and reality. When things get heated up again, she was pretty crazy in almost taking her clothes off.
Luka gasped in shock, glaring at Emily who was now busy playing with the guys,
" Fuck!! She is getting out of control."
I shot Luka a strange glance. If I wasn't wrong, he looked over concerned by her condition. After pondering for a while, I blurted with a smile,
" Why don't you go and help her? Maybe if you dance with her, she will stop fooling around."
Luka fell silent for a while as if he was considering my suggestion very carefully. When Emily sat on a guy's lap, Luka hurriedly said finishing his whiskey in a gulp,
" I am going to get him."
He left to get Emily down from the guy and soon disappeared on the dance floor. I couldn't help but picture them as a couple. However, I knew that Luka wasn't Emily's type and they were impossible together.
Dismissing the thoughts, I started to pay attention to the music. Not long after that, I felt the need to use the washroom which had become a regular habit ever since I got pregnant. Leaving the juice there, I strode towards the washroom. The security guards helped me to go through the crowd who were moving and dancing. I felt like I was the owner of this bar.
They left me on the doorway and waited until I was done using the washroom. The moment, I came out to walk back to my usual spot, I bumped into someone. It was Jenny who was wearing a dark lipstick, looking so bold and alluring, completely out of her casual character. But I noticed the way her makeup was smashed as if she had shed a bucket of tears.
Surprised to see her here, I asked curiously,
" Jenny! Why are you here?"
The reaction that she gave me caught me off-guard. She seemed surprised at first then blurted in a cold voice,
" Why do you bother to ask Valentina? We are practically enemies. You must be aware of it already."
I was taken back for a while. Narrowing my eyes at her, I spoke with a shrug,
" I was just curious because you look like you have cried hard. I mean, you are expecting, isn't it?Why are you alone at this hour? Is Leonardo with you?"
She let out a scoff, gawked at me before saying rudely,
" Please Valentina!! You don't always have to show off your love with Lorenzo. I am here alone. My husband isn't so clingy like your boyfriend."
Her words made me deeply suspicious about her motive coming over here. Before I could tell her to 'fuck off ', she stormed outside without giving me the chance to speak.
I scrutinized her flying back suspiciously. Jenny seemed weird today to act like this. Erasing her thoughts from my mind, I went back to the spot where I left my juice. In my peripheral vision, I couldn't see Emily or Luka anywhere around. I furrowed wondering where they went together, taking a small sip from my juice. As soon as the liquor went into my stomach, I felt a burn in my stomach......