You Are My Mr Wright

Chapter 82 What Should I Do?

"What did she say? She's on fire? Why are you in such a hurry, huh?"

"Senya is crying. She said that Kayson cheated and was caught by Senya." She frowned.

It hadn't been long since they got married. How could such a thing happen? And it was the first day of

the New Year. Was there any misunderstanding?

Beau frowned and stood up. He said in a low voice, "I'll go with you."

Harriet nodded.

It was the VIP room of the Charmed Bar, where they usually gathered.

As soon as she walked in, she saw Senya lying on the counter, sobbing.

Lavinia was cursing fiercely and kept pouring wine aside. She was not good at comforting people.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have called Harriet.

When she saw Harriet, Lavinia winked at her and asked her to comfort Senya.

From morning until now, Senya had been crying for nearly two hours that made Lavinia flustered and

felt pity for her, but she didn't know how to comfort her.

Glancing at Beau behind Harriet, Lavinia smiled and pointed to the private room next door. "They are

next door."

Of course, they were referring to Kayson and Arthur. Beau nodded slightly and glanced at Harriet, then

walked out of the private room.

Harriet gently patted Senya's shoulder and didn't say anything, as if she was coaxing a child.

Lavinia, who had always been impatient, couldn't stand it anymore. She winked at Harriet again,

indicating to her it was not good for Senya to keep crying like this!

She made a hush gesture to Lavinia, telling her not to say anything.

Senya would definitely not listen to anything now. No matter how hard she tried to persuade her, it

would be useless.

The only thing she could do at this time was to allow her to blow off steam. When her tears had run

their course, she would naturally stop.

Harriet asked her to sit in the furthest corner and snatched the bottle from her hand. Then they sat

there.

After crying for another half an hour, she finally stopped crying.

When she looked up, her eyes were red and swollen, and her cheeks were wet with tears. She looked

so pitiful.

With a sigh, she walked over and reached out to wipe away the tears on Senya's face. "Tell me, what's

going on?"

Senya was no longer as radiant as usual. She looked very haggard. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

"He had sex with another woman and I saw him..."

Because she had been crying for too long, her voice was hoarse. Harriet handed her a glass of water

and said, "Senya, Is there any chance that you might be mistaken? Although I don't have much contact

with Kayson, my intuition tells me that he's not that kind of man. Besides, don't you two love each other

very much?"

They stayed together all day long. Kayson never refuted her words at all. Harriet always felt that

something was wrong.

"I would rather be mistaken or even blind. But the smell, the scene, they are all true that I cannot fool

myself. In addition, he has admitted it."

Senya shook her head. Tears flowed down her cheeks silently and fell into her mouth. It tasted bitter.

Hearing this, Harriet was stunned. She was shocked and couldn't believe it. "He admitted it?"

Senya nodded with tears in her eyes that she couldn't even see Harriet's face clearly. She said with

sobs.

"He said he was drunk... and then had sex... There was no misunderstanding... My heart ached so

much that I couldn't breathe... What should I do?"

Leaning down, she hugged Senya lovingly, patted her back and said, "What do you want to do?"

"I don't know..." Senya grabbed the clothes in front of her chest with both hands, feeling her heart was

so hurt as if it had been cut by a knife. "I want to forgive him... but I can't persuade myself to forget

what he had done..."

She would remember such a scene from time to time and couldn't wipe it off no matter how hard she

tried.

"Listen to me. This matter is different from other things. I can help you make decisions on other things,

but this is a big deal. You must follow your heart and make your own decision."

Harriet spoke out a piece of sincere advice slowly and solemnly.

"Hum, follow her heart? To my opinion, it's best for her to cut off his cock!" Lavinia snorted and gritted

her teeth.

"Can we talk something reliable at this time? Otherwise, don't say anything, okay?" There's nothing she

could do with Lavinia.

Holding the glass, Lavinia waved her hand. "Well, I would shut up."

Harriet turned around and stared at Senya. "Do you have any ideas?"

"Harriet... you know... I love him very much... I love him for six years... I can't bear to let go of him... But

if I forgive him... I can't forget it..."

Cheating was often the most fatal blow for a woman.

Harriet knew it clearly that even though Senya had forgiven Kayson, this matter would be a scar in their

hearts forever, so it would be very difficult for them to make up.

As long as they touched it, they would definitely feel itchy and painful.

Besides, she knew well how much Senya loved Kayson. That was why even Senya felt so painful but

still couldn't make up her mind.

"I plan to forgive... him..."

After a long time, Senya slowly said. As her voice fell, the sharp and painful wound was torn apart

again.

No one could empathize with her. She felt so hurt as if she cannot breathe.

Such an answer was expected by Harriet. Except for comforting her, she really didn't know what else

she could do for her.

In another room.

The whole room was filled with smoke, which was extremely pungent.

Beau stepped in and slightly stirred up the smoke coming at him which made him squint.

Kayson sat on the sofa despondently, leaning on the back and holding a cigarette. There were three

ashtrays in front of him. Everyone was full of cigarette butts.

Arthur couldn't stand this smell, so that he pinched his nose. When he saw Beau, he said, "Why didn't

answer my call?"

Hearing this, Beau touch his pocket and remembered that he had thrown the cellphone somewhere last

night and didn't bring it today.

He raised his eyebrow slightly and said, "I leave it at home. What's wrong with him?"

"Just like what you saw, being depressed and keeping smoke. The stink nearly blew my head off. He

even said that he won't touch any wine from now on."

Arthur really couldn't stand this kind of situation. Just the smell of smoke would disgust him to vomit.

"If I had known it would come to this, I would have acted differently..." Glancing at Kayson, Beau said,

"You deserve it..."

Suddenly, Kayson became more depressed. He kept coughing with a no longer elegant-looking, beard

drooping and looked slovenly. "