Chapter 548 Francis, You Can Only Choose One
Celia felt extremely wronged, and she almost blurted out her grievances without thinking.
But she held back.
"Francis, are you tired of me?"
In the end, she just said with red eyes, feeling extremely wronged.
"Have you been too tired lately? Why do you always overthink things?" Francis ruffled her hair.
"But you don't even want to kiss me anymore. As your fiancée, I can't help but feel like a disappointment."
After saying that, Celia wiped away her tears.
Then she quickly turned and left.
She knew that only by doing this could she make him feel guilty and reluctant.
That night, Francis almost didn't sleep at all.
He lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling.
But all he could think about was Jessica.
In his ears, he could hear her clear and soft voice, sweet and captivating, reaching straight to his heart.
Especially during those few days he spent with her.
She always loved calling him Francis over and over again.
"Francis, my hair is messy. Can you help me tie it with a hairband?"
"Francis, come here. There are so many beautiful shells. I can't squat down. Can you pick some up for me?"
"Francis, my feet are sore. They hurt. Can you carry me back later?"
"Francis, I'm tired. I want to sleep. Remember to put me on the bed like last time!"
Jessica relied on him like a little girl, calling his name endlessly.
To the point where he once thought Francis was the most beautiful name in the world.
But now he knew, it only sounded beautiful when she called it.
'Jessica, what should I do with you?'
He kept wondering if he had fallen in love with Jessica.
But now, the answer was clear.
Yes, he had fallen for her.
Even though he tried hard to suppress it and kept telling himself not to, he still fell madly in love with Jessica.
The following day, Francis made a reckless decision. He went to the beach.
With it being peak tourist season, the beach was bustling with visitors.
He even made himself look at those beautiful women with attractive figures, but after looking around, he found himself calm, without any ripples.
He had no impulse towards these so-called beauties.
The only explanation was simple: he truly liked Jessica.
And she was the only one he liked.
Realizing this, Francis let out a deep sigh.
At that moment, his heart was not at ease but full of guilt.
He was Celia's fiancé, but he shamelessly fell for Jessica.
He felt sorry for Celia and the baby in her belly.
What should he do?
Should he choose Jessica?
Or should he suppress his love and continue to marry Celia?
He didn't know.
His heart was full of pain and struggle.
At that time, he saw Vincent standing next to Jessica yesterday.
Vincent walked over and took the initiative to speak, "Got time for a drink?"
"Sure!"
Francis and Vincent sat down, and the tense atmosphere made everything around them awkward.
But after a few drinks, the atmosphere instantly changed, and they seemed to become familiar with each other quickly.
Francis and Vincent couldn't remember how much they drank, but by the end, they were almost drunk.
Vincent, rarely out of character, put one hand on Francis's shoulder and drunkenly said, "I know what you're thinking. You don't want to let Celia down, afraid of hurting her and the baby, but you can't let go of Jessica."
"Francis, do you realize how you're acting right now"
"What?" Francis, also drunk, asked with sleepy eyes.
"You're a complete jerk. You have a fiancée but love Jessica. I'm telling you, you have to choose between Celia and Jessica. You can only have one."
"If you choose Celia, I'll take Jessica away immediately and never disturb your newlywed life. I'll also pursue Jessica, and from then on, Jessica will have nothing to do with you."
"On the contrary, if you choose Jessica, then go back and make it clear to Celia, cancel the engagement, and then confess and propose to Jessica, you know?"
"Francis, don't be too greedy. You can only choose one, and you must choose." Vincent emphasized.
Francis grabbed a bottle and chugged a can of beer.
Francis knew this well.
But no matter which decision he made, someone would get hurt.
This was what Francis couldn't bear the most.
In the end, the ground was covered with bottles, almost all piled together.
When Francis and Vincent left, they were arm in arm, looking particularly close.
At the crossroads, they parted ways.
When Vincent returned, Jessica was startled to see him and immediately prepared to help him.
Louie stepped forward and said, "Mrs. Walton, you're pregnant. Let me help."
After finally getting Vincent to bed, Jessica looked at him, reeking of alcohol, and was utterly puzzled.
She had known Vincent for so long, but she had never seen him drink so much.
And Vincent wasn't familiar with anyone here, so who did he drink with?
Then, almost instantly, an answer popped into her mind.
"Vincent, wake up, wake up!"
Jessica wiped his face while asking.
As if hearing her call, Vincent's eyes opened a crack.
"Why did you drink so much?"
"Who did you drink with?"
As soon as Jessica asked, Vincent blushed and answered, "Who else? Gabriel, the one who always bullies you."
"But Jessica..."
Suddenly, Vincent reached out and touched Jessica's cheek, his eyes instantly becoming tender.
"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, I won't let him let you down."
"He's yours. Celia can't take him away, and I won't let anyone else take your happiness."
"I don't have any wishes, just hope you can be happy, you know? Your happiness means everything to me."
Jessica was moved by these words.
Her eyes instantly filled with tears.
How could she not be moved by such affection?
In this life, what made her worthy of Vincent's silent, one-sided protection?
"Vincent."
Jessica choked up, calling his name, too moved to say anything else.
Vincent's long fingers wiped away her tears, his face full of tenderness.
"Silly, don't cry. I did all this to make you happy. If you cry, wouldn't I be a failure?"
"Remember, in the days to come, I want to see you smile and see you happy."
"Can you smile for me?"
Jessica nodded, "Okay."
Then, she forced a smile that looked almost worse than crying.
But even so, Vincent nodded happily, "You look the most beautiful when you smile, my Jessica!"
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