Alpha's Rejected Mate Returns as Queen

266 Drunken Truth

Selma Payne’s POV:

The evening breeze gently caressed my red cheeks. The alcohol made me lose myself in the joy of dizziness. Under the moonlight, I waited for someone to take me home.

Dorothy supported me, or rather, we supported each other. Perrin was sent by his drunkard fiancée to escort us. Mara didn’t come. She and Avril were sleeping on the same pillow.

It was still very lively in front of the school gate at night. Some smart vendors had set up a snack street on the empty grass, which was very popular.

When Aldrich came to pick me up, I was standing in front of a small and cute dessert cart, choosing doughnuts. The flavor of strawberry cheese and blueberry jam made me feel even more conflicted than the divine personality. I was afraid of getting fat if I ate all of them, but I couldn’t bear to give up either. I didn’t know what to do.

Dorothy was not very clear-headed either. She was holding a chocolate donut and whispering to it.

“Good evening, ladies. How can I help you? ”

Aldrich gentlemanly paid the bill for us and sent us to the car after he revealed his identity and intention to the vigilant Perrin.

“The King and Queen specifically told you not to drink too much.” He was helpless in the face of two drunkards. “Well, I’m not the one who will be taught a lesson tomorrow anyway. I’m just an innocent driver.

I was suddenly agitated by his words. “You’re not the driver!”

“You’re not the driver!” Dorothy teased.

“Then, what am I?” Aldrich asked back helplessly.

“Then, what is he?” Dorothy joined in the fun.

I held my precious doughnuts and stared at the cheese and jam on them. After a long time, when Aldrich thought that I wouldn’t reply, I said, “You’re my boyfriend.”

“You’re her boyfriend!”

“You are my lover!”

“You are her lover!”

“You’re the person I... want to hold hands with for the rest of my life.”

“You’re the person she wants to hold hands with for the rest of her life.”

My sudden proposal caught Aldrich off guard. Even the front of the car swerved a little and went into the opposite lane.

“What?” Aldrich looked at the rearview mirror in disbelief. This time, Dorothy did not mimic what he said. She had already fallen asleep in a posture that was not human-like.

I didn’t say anything else. It was as if the melting cheese and jam were some rare gem that I couldn’t even open my eyes to look at. Even my mouth was temporarily lent to my eyes to help me see.

Aldrich realized that we were on a busy road, so even though he had a lot to say, he didn’t ask and focused on driving.

How did I know him so well?

Haha, that was because I was not drunk.

It wasn’t accurate to say that. It should be: I was drunk but had sobered up again.

New Flow, who had become one with me, had developed strange abilities. For example, it no longer rejected all negative factors and could effectively transform them into safe powers for my use. These negative factors had a wide range, such as alcohol.

New Flow had stolen the work that should have been mine. When I held the donut Aldrich bought me, I was already out of my drunken state. By the time Aldrich started to drive, I was already sobered up.

But I didn’t say anything because being drunk was the best excuse.

I had to admit that the news of Avril and Perrin’s engagement touched me greatly. An invisible magnetic field surrounded them and continuously emitted light waves that said, ‘We are very happy’.

I couldn’t help but recall the grand village wedding in Gorndbell Village. The bride and groom had happy smiles, and with everyone’s blessings, they became a match made in heaven, walking on a bright road to a beautiful future.

Looking at them, I couldn’t help but think, ‘What about me? When will I be able to step into this sweet door?’

The missing three years made me feel inevitably lonely. I somehow felt that these three years had been wasted. In those muddled days, I could have finished my studies, made new friends, enjoyed the joy of my parents, and could have laughed and cussed with my lover, rubbed shoulders with each other, and imagined a limitless future together.

However, when I reached twenty-two years old during my coma, the shadow of youth had only touched a corner before it disappeared.

I’d lost three years here. Could I have reaped the fruits of love like Avril?

I should have been too embarrassed to show my eagerness, but under cover of alcohol, everything seemed so natural.

“You’re the person I want to hold hands with for the rest of my life.”

This wasn’t some drunken nonsense but a confession I wrote with my heart.

Aldrich, my lover, I love you, and I want to step into the hall of marriage with you.

And you?

Would you want to do that?

After entering the isolation belt in front of the palace, the traffic was suddenly left behind in the bustling streets. On a starry night, our car was the only one driving slowly. The lush trees hid in the shadows and quietly observed the weirdos in the car.

A drunkard, a sober person, pretending to be drunk, and a handsome man full of worries.

What a strange group. Under the moonlight, what kind of truth could be said under cover of alcohol and probing?

The tree looked at us for a while and felt it was boring, so it stopped looking.