Chapter 2 Broken Heart or Mental Illness 2

Vonda did not comment any further. Instead, she gracefully walked away again. Meanwhile, behind her, Sarah quickly caught up and took out her phone.

Ignoring Sarah, Vonda could see how the people at the table were looking at her. The faces of the five people sitting there displayed various emotions. Andrew gave her a slight smile. Livy shot her a mocking gaze. The two other guys and one girl whose names Vonda did not know exchanged discreet glances. Their faces turned wary.

Vonda pulled a chair and joined the table, looking at Andrew and Livy alternately.

"Just relax. Office matters should stay at the office. After office hours, it means we're not boss and subordinate anymore," she said.

"Ehm."

The three of them took a deep breath, anticipating various possibilities that might unfold.

"Oh, by the way," Livy said. "Did you come alone?"

Vonda blinked once. Adding to that, Andrew, sitting next to Livy, appeared to be trying to hold back a smirk.

Uh-oh!

Sarah shook her head from where she stood.

Is she eating something wrong or what? How can she provoke Vonda like that?

Vonda smiled as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

Glek!

Sarah tightened her grip on her phone.

The show was about to begin, ladies and gentlemen.

"Independent women are like that, Livy. Coming alone to a wedding reception? Ah, only clingy girls are afraid. As for me?" Vonda chuckled mischievously. "I'm definitely not the type of girl who would willingly become someone's mistress just to have a date for a wedding reception."

Wow!

Sarah's eyes widened, and she nodded. She grinned when she saw Livy coughing slightly due to all the remarks. However, Vonda did not stop there. She looked at the three unknown individuals.

"Sorry, what are your names?"

"Andy, Miss."

"Bobby, Miss."

"Clara, Miss."

Vonda nodded. "Complete, huh? We have A, B, and C all here."

Sarah felt the urge to laugh but held back.

"You don't need to be shy around me, especially about what happened yesterday. You probably heard about it, right? About how I caught Livy and Andrew doing it on a chair?"

Nice shot, Von.

Andrew took a deep breath, trying to compose himself. "Ehm... well, about that, I think-"

"Ah!" Vonda exclaimed loudly, shifting her focus to Livy. "I just realized why you chose the horse-style instead of the snake-style on the table."

Livy's face turned red. "Miss Scott, I hope you-"

"That's because Andrew's masculinity is short, right?"

Andy and Booby started to cough spontaneously. Clara immediately felt her face burning. But Vonda appeared quite composed. Sarah covered her mouth with her hand.

"Oh, I already guessed it," Vonda brought her hand to rest on the table, supporting her chin for a moment before continuing. "Oh dear. But you know, yesterday Andrew said the reason he cheated on me with you was that I couldn't make him happy. Because during our relationship, I didn't want to 'make love' with him."

"Vonda!"

Andrew's face was visibly red as he exclaimed. However, Vonda did not stop. She ignored the fact that Andrew was already calling her by her name without using any honorifics.

"Now I'm actually grateful that I didn't want to do that with Andrew," Vonda said with a slight grimace. "How should I put it?" She put on a slightly ridiculous shy smile. "I was actually worried that his masculinity wouldn't be able to penetrate my hymen."

Sarah burst into giggles, and Andrew's face was no longer red. It had turned purple! But if he thought everything was over, he was mistaken. Vonda still had some sharp words to deliver.

"That's why I'm not surprised you wanted to be on top," Vonda said, looking at Livy with a pitying gaze. "So, you could be forced in deep, right?"

Livy turned pale. Embarrassed.

"Tsk tsk tsk," Vonda sighed and shook her head. "You have to endure it, Les. It's nothing. Always being on top can be tiring, right? Well, but what can you do? It's better than feeling nothing, isn't it?"

Andrew's jaw clenched, but Vonda was too quick in speaking, so she continued.

"Oh, but it seems you're a bit lucky too, Les. Because if you have sex with Andrew, you don't have to worry about getting pregnant out of wedlock."

Sarah grinned.

This is the final blow.

"Because his sperm probably won't reach your uterus." Vonda chuckled and then stood up. "Well, I'm going around for a bit. Gonna find a guy. One who's long and big. Hihihi. So, I can ... feel it."

Vonda tossed her hair once and left the table with a victorious smile.

Just wait until Monday, okay? I guarantee #Andrewshort will be the hot gossip at the office. Hahaha.

"Oops!"

Vonda almost bumped into a waiter.

"Sorry."

They both apologized before walking away. Vonda approached Sarah, who was laughing uncontrollably.

"Hahaha! You're crazy, Von! They couldn't even breathe."

Vonda laughed. "Hohoho. They deserved it."

"Definitely," praised Sarah, giving Vonda a thumbs-up. "That's the real Vonda."

Vonda took a deep breath. "How about we go shake hands with the CEO and his wife now? So, we can start eating."

Sarah nodded. "Sure!"

They both left the area and joined the queue to reach the stage, where the happy couple was standing.

"After I observed her, Velia is indeed beautiful, right? No wonder Mr. Hernandez fell for her."

Vonda took a deep breath. "But Velia has every reason to be in awe of Mr. Hernandez too. He's awesome."

"In essence, it's natural for both of them to be in awe of each other."

They shook hands, and afterward, Vonda and Sarah enjoyed the served dishes. They chatted and laughed, making Vonda seem to forget the pain in her heart. But it was not as simple as that.

Several times, Vonda had to take deep breaths, letting the day linger on while the newlyweds had left the party, which continued into the night.

Vonda called over a waiter to bring a tray with long glasses filled with alcohol. She grabbed one of them.

"Eh? Since when do you drink, Von?" Sarah asked, surprised.

"Since tonight," Vonda replied.

Sarah shook her head. "Don't get drunk. Just one glass."

"What can't Vonda do?" Vonda grinned, starting to sip the drink. However, her forehead immediately creased as she felt the biting taste on her tongue. She winced momentarily but decided to keep drinking until the glass was empty. Then, her left hand went up again.

While Sarah and the others continued chatting and gossiping, Vonda repeatedly raised her hand, and the empty glass was replaced with a full one each time.

"Von!" Sarah turned to her, sounding alarmed.

Vonda's eyes opened, but her gaze was unfocused. "Yes?"

"Are you drunk? How many glasses have you had?"

Vonda raised the empty glass in her hand. "There's only one empty glass here."

"Oh my God." Sarah grimaced, realizing that the glass must have been refilled many times. "Enough now?" She took the glass from Vonda's hand. "Let's go home, okay? It's late."

"I think I should go home now," Vonda nodded. "I can go alone. You stay here."

"What? No way. You have your car, right? It's dangerous for you to drive while drunk."

"Modern times, Sar," Vonda said with a hiccup. "I'll order an online taxi. Tomorrow, I'll pick up my car."

"Oh."

Vonda stood up and waved awkwardly to her friends. "I'll leave now, okay?"

"Hey, is it alright for Vonda to go home alone?" one of her friends asked.

"What if something happens to her on the way?" another friend added.

Sarah snorted as she watched Vonda stumbling in her steps. "I'm actually more worried about the taxi driver. Vonda can be crazy when she's in trouble."

Sarah reached out and took a piece of cake from the table.

"Instead of worrying about Vonda's safety," Sarah continued, "let's pray that the taxi driver will be safe from a crazy passenger like her who's drunk."

"Ah."

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