Hope you in my dream

Turning around, Rachel looked at her up and down and smiled, "How can I be so lucky as Miss Anna? I happened to pass by
here and came in to have a look because of curiosity. I have no other purpose."
Anna smiled and said meaningfully, "Miss Rachel, you have a very good intuition. Do you feel that Clark or I am here, so you
came in?"
Taking a look around, Rachel was sure that Clark was not here, so she got a little impatient and said to Anna, "If you don't have
anything else to tell me, I'll leave now!"
Before she turned around, she was stopped by Anna again. "Wait!"
Rachel had to stop.
Anna spoke again, with a smug smile on her face, "The car that's parking outside belongs to Clark. You know that, right? He
asked me to drive it.
Besides, it was him who proposed that we should get engaged. He still had feelings for me. He couldn't let me go, so he
proposed to me again. His family also agrees with our engagement."
Turning around, Rachel frowned and said, "Miss Anna, why did you tell me that?"
Anna seemed to see through her mind. She smiled calmly and said, "I just want to tell you that no matter what relationship you
had with Clark in the past, it does not matter anymore. From now on, he is my man. He only wants to marry me.
I'm sorry if he has done something that may make you misunderstand. On behalf of him, I apologize to you. After all, it was my
fault before. But I ask you to keep your distance from him from now on. Don't let anyone think of you as a mistress!"
Rachel was stunned after hearing her words!
Obviously, Anna was warning her!
She was announcing that Clark was her man from now on.
But one thing was for sure, in the heart of Clark, the one he loved was indeed Anna.
Realizing this, Rachel felt sad.

"Don't worry. I never want another person's man!" Gritting her teeth, Rachel turned around and left the shop.
Walking out of the wedding dress shop, Rachel couldn't help running on the roadside, regardless of the tears on her face.
With so many things weighing on her mind, Rachel walked to the entrance of a very stylish high-class bar and suddenly stopped.
She, who had never been to a bar, unexpectedly entered it!
Michelle who had been following Rachel hurriedly called Clark, "Mr. Clark, bad news! Rachel saw your car in front of the wedding
dress shop. And then she was stimulated by something. Now she is in the bar!"
"Send me the location of your position," Clark, who was in a meeting, demanded with a frown.
As soon as he hung up the phone, Clark stood up and said, "Let's stop it here. We'll continue after an hour."
Then he left the meeting room.
All the subordinates looked at each other. None of them had ever seen Mr. Clark in such a hurry.
Entering the bar, Rachel sat down at the bar counter. The bartender asked without even raising his head, "Hi there, what kind of
alcohol do you want to drink?"
"Whatever." She was in a fret and wanted to get drunk.
The bartender was busy with his work at hand, and he teased, "Well, I've actually developed a kind of alcohol called 'whatever'.
It's very suitable for customers like you who have no idea what to choose."
Rachel did not answer him. He served Rachel with a glass of dark red alcohol after a while.
Rachel took a sip directly, but was choked by the wine. "Cough, cough, cough, cough..."
Her fierce cough attracted the malicious eyes of several men nearby.
Someone was approaching her.
"Hi, beauty, your drink is not good and too strong. How about I buy you a milder drink?"
Rachel turned to look at the man. His fat face made her want to vomit.

"Eww!" Rachel couldn't control herself and started to vomit.
She was just off work. And she started to drink before she had something to eat, which meant her stomach was empty, causing
her to vomit.
The man got furious when he saw this and he flew into a rage, saying, "I wanted to buy you a drink! But you don't appreciate my
kindness! Now, you want to puke to me now? Bitch! How dare you do this to me? Let me teach you a lesson!"
As he spoke, the man stepped forward, grabbed her wrist and pulled her out.
Startled and struggling, Rachel shouted, "Let me go! Let me go!"
The noise attracted the attention of Chester, who was laughing and talking with a bunch of beauties. He was invited here by
several friends to have fun. He did not expect to see this scene.
When he saw Rachel, he still couldn't believe it. How could such a gentle woman like her come to such a place?
Chester stepped forward and gave a punch on the man who grabbed Rachel!
The man was knocked to one side, and subconsciously let go of Rachel's hand.
Seeing that Chester was coming, Rachel immediately hid behind him and pointed at the man, shouting in panic, "He, he's going
to take me away..."
"Don't be afraid. I'm here." Chester looked back at her, took off his coat and put it on her. Then he pulled up the hood and
covered most of her face.
At this time, the man had already stood up, waving his fist and coming toward Chester. "How dare you grab my woman? Do you
want to die?"
A sneer flashed through Chester's eyes, and he quickly grabbed hold of his wrist and broke it!
"Ah!" The man instantly burst out a scream.
The sound attracted the attention of his friends. Three men surrounded them at the same time.
Chester's friends also came up to help.

These two groups of people started to fight with each other. The bar was in chaos.
Taking advantage of this, Chester took Rachel away from the bar.
When they just went out, Clark's car just stopped in front of the door of the bar, and he saw Chester come out with Rachel in his
arms.
Rachel lowered her eyes and her face was flushed. A man's coat was hanging on her shoulders. And Chester was holding her
shoulder tightly. They talked in a low voice from time to time.
Finally, Rachel was put on his car by Chester. In the passenger seat, he fastened the safety belt for her carefully.
Clark's chest tightened and his hands held the steering wheel tightly. His fingertips were slightly pale.
Great! That was great!
His eyes darkened, and a mocking smile emerged on the corner of his mouth. He started the car again, turned around and left.
Inside the car, with a worried expression, Rachel asked, "We're leaving. Are your friends gonna be all right?"
"Don't worry, they are not worthy of being my friends if they are so weak," answered Chester with a smile.
"This is your coat." After thinking for a while, Rachel was about to take off her coat, but was stopped by Chester.
"Wear it first. Maybe there are paparazzi nearby. If someone takes photo of you, I'm afraid you will have one more boyfriend in
the news," Chester teased.
Rachel was shocked. Just now she was just trying to get drunk, but forgot that there might be the paparazzi following her.
As if knowing her worry, Chester smiled lightly, saying, "Don't worry, no one in the bar will dare to expose this. I will let someone
keep an eye on this!"
Rachel then relieved, saying, "Thank you and your clothes, or I might be exposed again. "
"It's okay," Chester shrugged and said, "I'm more than happy to protect you, but it's very dangerous for you, a star, to come to the
bar in public. If I were not here tonight, the consequences would be terrible.

Don't do this again. Call me if you want to get drunk. I'll take you to a quiet place, and I'll take care of you until you're satisfied,
and you can tell me whatever you want to say! I promise I will be a good listener."
His words warmed her heart. Rachel said, "Thank you, Chester."
"If you really thank me, can you please give a chance to chase you?" Chester raised his eyebrows and looked at her.