Sweetheart Do You Still Love Me novel Chapter 739

Chapter 739 Side Story: Efforts in Pursuing Her 21

At 3.00PM, the Luna Bar remained lively.

Yelena was seated in her customary booth, steadily drinking glass after glass of alcohol. She looked like she was determined to get wasted today as she downed shot after shot. She didn't even bother to consider her alcohol tolerance as she kept drinking.

There were a few men around. They attempted to engage her in conversation as her beauty enticed her. Alas, they were all scared away by her sharp gaze. However, some were still not deterred and attempted to accost her.

She had no choice but to kick that person aside. "I've said it many times. Don't bother me."

Since she had had a few years of martial arts training, her swift response made others wary of approaching her. With that, she regained her peace as she continued to drink, seeking solace in alcohol.

For some unknown reason, she suddenly pulled out her phone and couldn't resist calling him.

"Hello?" Hank immediately frowned when he heard the noisy background on the other end of the phone.

She hardly ever talked to him, let alone called him. Now that she had called him unexpectedly and the background noise was so noisy, it was hard for him not to assume the worst.

"Can you come pick me up?" She slurred slightly as she had consumed a fair amount of liquor.

"Where are you? Are you at a bar?"

"Yes. I'm at the Luna Bar. Can you come pick me up? Pretty please." The intoxicated Yelena didn't resemble her usual cold and fierce self. Instead, she seemed somewhat playful, like a little girl.

He couldn't bring himself to refuse her request, so he nodded and replied, "I'll be there in 30 minutes. Wait for me. I'll head over now."

When he arrived at the scene, she had already gone completely wild, dancing on the stage.

Suddenly, someone shouted a suggestion for a striptease. Yelena smiled seductively and took off her coat, throwing it onto a man's face.

The man, seemingly intoxicated, took a deep whiff of the coat, then yelled, "Keep going! Keep going!"

Instantly, boisterous laughter erupted from the crowd.

When Hank saw the scene before him, he felt his blood boil. He walked up with determined steps and immediately grabbed her, taking her hand to lead her away.

"What are you doing? I'm not done dancing." She couldn't see who it was and thought it was someone ruining her fun, so she snorted dismissively.

"Did you call me over just to watch you strip?" He tried his best to control his temper but couldn't help it. A trace of anger appeared in his tone, frightening Yelena. It also succeeded in sobering her up halfway.

"Why are you here?"

A cold smirk tugged on his lips at her question. "Didn't you ask me to come?"

She had already forgotten what she was doing just now. So, she hastily fumbled for her phone to check. Sure enough, she had called Hank half an hour ago.

"Hehe, since you're here, why not continue drinking with me?" It was evident that she hadn't had enough just yet.

He had no intention of stopping her after what had happened earlier. So, he guided her back to her booth.

So, he poured a few glasses of alcohol and slammed them on the table. "Drink up."

His action surprised her. "What's wrong with you today? Why are you suddenly letting me drink?"

Hank's lips curled into a faint smile. "Nothing's wrong with me. Didn't you want to drink? I'll drink with you."

In the past, even if he allowed her to drink alone, he would remain seated with a frosty demeanor. There was no chance in hell he would ever drink with her.