Meeting You Was Fate

"No problem," Daniel answered quickly with a huge grin plastered on his face.
Accompanying him to a booth, the extravagant and radiant lights were arousing her curiosity, causing her to peek every now and
then. The place that enveloped her drove her to restlessness, forcing her into discussions with a deafening roar. Mandy despised
such a set–the bar.
"Here, have a drink first," Daniel said as he laid his hand in front of Mandy with a glass of wine.
Mandy bit her lower lip, with her charming eyes broad open. She was intensely anxious right away. When she reached out to
take the glass from his hand as instructed, she spoke in an absolute tone, "You have to ensure me you will let my dad go if I
have this drink with you tonight."
Hearing that, Daniel squinted as a complacent smile grew on his face. He then said, "Of course, I will."
In fact, Daniel preferred to bed down with Mandy. They had been together for three years, and he had tried to be decent to her
for the entire time. He had never dared to go into such things without her permission. Although he had hinted at her several
times, and despite his perfect timing, Mandy had always refused him. But in this moment he had now, Daniel was positive
enough that he would not let go of such a good opportunity tonight.
Mandy was not a fool. She drank with caution while watching Daniel, who kept on gulping the alcohol. Daniel was acting like he
was bitterer than her. Mandy's mind seemed in chaos, as she couldn't understand why he still harassed her when he had got
everything he wanted!
"Mandy, sweetheart, you know what? Your eyes are so adorable..." Without words, Daniel grabbed Mandy and locked her into
his arms, making her feel an instant masculine ambiance. Although being hugged like that was not the first time for Mandy, and
although it happened before, she could not help but feel disgusted.
"Look, Daniel, you are already drunk!" Mandy half yelled as she tried to push Daniel away. With all her strength, she moved
backward so she could keep some distance between them.
"Mandy, sweetheart, would you be my woman and live with me? I promise that you will have a comfortable life with me, and I will
give you whatever you want." Daniel's eyes were red, and the alcohol he had drunk spewed in the air, making Mandy gag. He
seemed to have a lot to say; however, he bit it back when a second thought struck him. It caused Mandy to frown a little as
things started to bombard her.

"Stop pretending, Daniel. You have got everything you want. Why are you still pretending to be sorry in front of me? I'm the one
who should be in that state! Not you!" With rage that swallowed her, Mandy jostled him away with all her potency. Her flare-up
collected all the attention of the surrounding people, making them stare at her with enthusiasm.
Nathan, who was having a drink in the booth behind her, was among the onlookers. He decided not to come across to her
tonight, and instead, he had stalk Mandy to the bar.
Little did she know, Nathan had installed a tracker in her phone. Now, he could detect Mandy wherever she was.
"What do you know about me? I have my own difficulties, Mandy. Have you ever tried to understand my family over the years?"
He implied to go through a portion of mistakes. He became flustered as he dragged Mandy and pressed her to back off to the
edge of the wall.
The surrounding air became thinner as Daniel covered the gap between them. As he towered over her, Mandy had no way to
retreat. Her breath caught in her lungs, and her face had turned rosy as she felt her palms get clammy over the situation.
"I didn't ask because I wanted you to open up to me beforehand. But you didn't," Mandy replied, blinking her eyes with innocence
playing within them.
"Well, you simply don't care about me! Do you?"
The crowd gawked upon them for a while and murmured to one another until they realized that it was a quarrel between the
couple after they heard the conversation. The pool of people decided to dismiss, concluding there was nothing they could do
there. It would be better to leave the couple alone to solve whatever arguments they had been suffering about.
Yet, Nathan, who watched everything from behind, became solemn. Holding a glass of wine with his slender fingers as he drank
in a hasty manner. Soon, contemplation pulled him in.
'Well, good job, Mandy! You came to the bar to have a secret date with your ex-boyfriend!'