Chapter 325: Go For Her Since You Like Her

Regardless, he had wronged Madelyn. Sebastian humbled himself, quietly apologizing. “I’m sorry, it’s all my fault for accusing you wrongly.”

Madelyn turned her head away, ignoring him. Sebastian coaxed, “Don’t be upset; you’re like a fairy. If you get angry, you won’t be as beautiful.”

“So what if I’m not? You don’t care anyway… um…” Her words were cut short as he silenced her with his lips.

After a moment, Sebastian gazed deeply into her dewy eyes. “Who said I don’t care? If it’s about you, I do.” He then launched into another deep kiss. Madelyn attempted to struggle, but found herself tightly embraced by Sebastian, unable to move.

Madelyn found herself unable to bite him again. Reluctantly, she allowed herself to be hugged and kissed. They had finally resolved their misunderstanding. After sharing an intimate moment, they walked hand in hand through the door.

Seeing the reconciled couple, Derek smiled contentedly. “Now that’s more like it!” Everyone then burst into laughter.

The following day, at Lockhart Group, as noon approached, Wesley came to report on official matters. After Sebastian finished, he casually brought up the topic. “Madelyn has already filled me in. Why did you do that?” His tone was clearly upset.

Even with his eyes closed, Wesley could guess what had transpired. So, he plainly stated, “I simply feel that she’s not good enough for you, and she certainly doesn’t deserve your kindness.”

Sebastian’s expression turned grim. He said, “Wesley, although we are good buddies, I hope that in the future, you won’t impose your beliefs on me. No one knows better than me whether Madelyn is the right fit. As for you, if you’re truly fond of Harriet, stop beating around the bush. Be bold and go after her; it’s far better than ending up with nothing. Constantly creating nonexistent opportunities for others isn’t noble; it just makes you look foolish. Do you understand?”

“Okay,” Wesley responded in a low voice. Yet, his mood became increasingly somber. After leaving the office, he ran into Harriet at the door.

“Wesley, what’s wrong with you?” Harriet was also there to report on official matters. However, upon her arrival, she noticed his poor complexion and immediately asked with concern.

“It’s nothing.” Wesley glanced at her guiltily before hurrying off. Harriet found it strange and wondered what had happened.

She then walked into the office and asked Sebastian, “What’s going on with Wesley? He seems a bit off. Did you two have a fight?”

“It’s nothing,” Sebastian responded nonchalantly. “All right then.” Harriet had nothing more to say, so she continued with her report.

That night, feeling down, Wesley sought solace in his bar, drowning his sorrows in drinks. As if he had no idea what alcohol was, he unknowingly consumed over a dozen glasses of strong liquor, yet he didn’t feel the slightest bit drunk. As he recalled Sebastian’s words, he couldn’t help but heave a sigh. Deep down, Wesley yearned to go after Harriet. However, he was fully aware that someone else occupied her heart. Knowing he couldn’t win her over, he didn’t want to humiliate himself.

As the saying goes, people often turn to alcohol to drown their sorrows, but it usually only deepens their melancholy. This was likely Wesley’s state of mind. At that moment, Harriet was gazing into the distance nearby. She searched through the crowd for what felt like an eternity, until at last, she spotted Wesley sitting alone in a dimly lit corner, nursing a solitary drink. She made her way over to him.

“Wesley, so you’re here.” Harriet approached him and offered a smile. Wesley gazed into her radiant eyes, momentarily caught in an illusion.

Looking back now, those eyes were still as beautiful as ever.

“How did you get here?” Wesley regained his composure, asking as if nothing was amiss. Harriet poured herself a full glass of wine before she responded with a laugh. “Did you have a fight with Sebastian?”

Wesley shook his head, “Not really.” At most, it could only be considered a dispute. After all, throughout these many years, they had never seriously quarreled.

Harriet sighed, attempting to mediate. “Wesley, you really should stop arguing with Sebastian. He’s managing such a large corporation; the pressure is immense. Of course, there will be times when he’s overwhelmed and stressed. As friends, we should be more understanding and supportive.”

This remark unexpectedly angered Wesley. Wesley suddenly stood up, unable to contain his anger. He reprimanded, “Harriet, enough already!”

“W–What did I do?” Harriet looked utterly bewildered. She wondered if she had said something wrong. Why had Wesley suddenly become furious?

“Sebastian, Sebastian, Harriet, is he the only one you see? Can’t you see anyone else? You clearly know he doesn’t love you, yet you still care so much about him. Are you going to spend your whole life living in the fantasy of being with him? Am I, Wesley, really that inferior? Am I doomed to forever exist in the shadow of Sebastian?”

As Wesley finished speaking, his tone became significantly heavier, and his demeanor was incredibly irritable. Harriet was taken aback by the intensity, her own anger flaring up in response. “Wesley, what’s with your random outburst at me? What did I do to provoke you?”

At this point, Wesley took a deep breath, realizing that he had unfairly taken out his anger on Harriet. Forcing himself to calm down, he suppressed his anger and said, “Harriet, you should leave now. I don’t want to talk at the moment; I just need some time alone.”

Upon hearing those words, Harriet was so exasperated that she laughed. “All right, it was my own sentimental concern for you that led me here to comfort you. I shouldn’t have come here only to bear the brunt of your anger. So, I’ll leave, okay? Take some time and calm yourself down.”

After saying her piece, Harriet turned on her heel and stormed off. Watching her carefree silhouette recede, Wesley’s heartache intensified.

If it were Sebastian, even if he hurt her repeatedly, she would still be drawn to him like a moth to a flame. Heh, Wesley, your one-sided love is laughable. After a helpless, bitter smile, Wesley picked up a bottle of wine and took a swig straight from the bottle. His Adam’s apple bobbed continuously, already numb to the fiery sting of the liquor, as if he were merely drinking water.

This happened to be witnessed by two individuals seated on the second-floor corridor: Janessa and Hayden.