Chapter 158 Two People Coincidentally Meet at a Bar
The lights were going wild, bouncing off the glass, and the air was thick with booze and smoke. The whole vibe had people moving to the beat without a care.
Yvette felt a bit out of place, but seeing Sylvia and the crew having a blast made her crack a smile.
The music was blaring. Sylvia hit the dance floor for a bit, then came back to the booth with her buddies.
Sylvia leaned in close to Yvette. "They're heading out. What about you? Wanna bounce?"
Yvette shook her head and joked, "Nah, I'm flying solo now."
Sylvia didn't expect that and was a bit thrown. She plopped down next to Yvette. "Cool, wanna hang a bit longer?"
Even through the dim lights, Yvette caught the look in Sylvia's eyes. She nodded.
The crew grabbed their stuff and took off, leaving just Yvette and Sylvia. Sylvia was still in party mode, so Yvette stuck around.
Sylvia took a sip of her drink, her eyes twinkling, and grinned at Yvette. "Now that you're back on your feet, we can hang out again. It's awesome."
Yvette's eyes flickered, and she looked down. "Sylvia, I've decided. I'm going back to school."
She thought Sylvia would be shocked, but Sylvia just nodded. "I kinda figured."
Now Yvette was the one surprised. She blinked. "How?"
"I swung by your office the other day and saw the application page on your computer." Sylvia's eyes narrowed with a smile, but she was serious. "Plus, you didn't apply to Center Hospital or Central National Hospital, so I guessed."
"Yeah." Yvette nodded, feeling a bit emotional. "I need to go after what I really want."
Yvette's parents had been calling the shots her whole life. As a kid, she had to hit the books hard, and as an adult, she had to pay back Lassie and Wayne. Then she fell for Albert and always had to bend for him. She lost herself.
She forgot her needs, her dreams, her original fire.
Losing her child was a massive blow, but it also woke Yvette up completely.
Since fate gave her another shot, she had to make it count.
Sylvia's face showed a hint of sadness, and when she spoke again, her voice had a slight sob, "You're going to study, but why pick somewhere so far? We probably won't see each other for ages."
"I'm still in the application process, right?" Yvette said with a smile, "If I don't get in, we might still see each other all the time."
Sylvia glared at Yvette and said, "You'll definitely get in. If we can't see each other, that's okay. You'll come back eventually, right?"
Yvette's eyes warmed, and she nodded, "Yeah."
When the song changed, there was a brief moment of silence in the bar.
Yvette and Sylvia had been yelling to be heard, and the silence made them realize they should find a quieter spot to chat.
Sylvia patted Yvette. "Wanna go somewhere else to talk?"
Victor shoved his phone in Albert's face, pointing at a photo. "Check this out!"
His movements were over the top, and his tone was dramatic. Albert couldn't ignore it even if he tried.
He frowned and stared at the pic of Yvette.
She'd clearly been drinking. Her cheeks were all rosy, and her eyes had that spark. The dim bar lighting made her look super sexy.
Albert's heart sank. He pushed the phone away and shot a look at Victor. "I don't wanna see it."
Victor acted like he didn't hear and asked, "Wanna go confront her?"
"About what?" Albert's brow furrowed, his voice low. "We're in the cooling-off period for the divorce. I got no right to confront her."
"That sounds pretty passive-aggressive. You're clearly pissed." Victor gave him a nudge. "You're still in the cooling-off period, which means you're not divorced yet. Even if you don't confront her, you can at least check on her. They're just a bunch of girls in a bar; you could go protect them!"
Albert's brow twitched, his deep eyes unreadable. "I'm not going."
Victor stared at Albert, all exasperated. He thought Albert was great in every way except for being stubborn.
"Fine. But now that you know she's out having fun, you probably can't focus on writing anyway." Victor raised an eyebrow and said, "How about we find a place to drink?"
At the end of a narrow alley was a low-key bar.
Albert and Victor had been there once. The bar had dim lighting and wasn't noisy. The music had taste, and the drinks were top-notch. Albert didn't mind going there.
The two walked into the bar one after the other. Victor casually said, "You really don't want to run into Yvette. This place is totally different from the bar she's at."
Albert replied coldly, "I said I wasn't going."
"I thought you agreed to come out for a drink with me as a pretense, planning to run into her." Victor sighed, "I really don't get you. You clearly like her, but you're so stubborn and won't give in at all."
"Stop talking nonsense."
A waiter approached them, looking apologetic. "Sorry, we don't have any private tables available right now. But if you're willing to share a table, we can arrange that."
Victor knew Albert's temperament; he hated being with strangers. He looked back at Albert, only to find that he wasn't showing much resistance. Instead, Albert checked his watch.
Albert said, "It's late. Let's go with that."
"Alright." The waiter led them inside.
The bar's dim lighting and soothing music created a chill atmosphere. Albert, who had been tense, began to relax a bit.
They followed the waiter to a booth with a large table, but only two women were seated there.
Albert and Victor stood at the booth entrance, politely waiting for the waiter to discuss the table-sharing arrangement with the women inside.
The waiter said, "Good evening, ladies. Our bar has limited tables, so we have a table-sharing policy. Would you mind sharing your table with others?"
Albert looked inside. The woman with her back to him only showed half her head, and the woman facing him was blocked by the standing waiter, making it hard to see her face.
Then a familiar, gentle voice answered the waiter, "We don't mind. It's okay."
As the waiter turned, the woman facing Albert came into view.
Albert thought, 'It is Yvette.'
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