"I don't want to behave myself. I just want you!"
Looking at the man she had loved for many years, Nancy Monica burst out all her grievances while drinking. She stepped on her high heels and stood in front of Louis Wellington. "Louis, I've liked you for so many years. Why? Why can you only see Wendy? Why can't you see me? Why can't I compete with Wendy?"
"In terms of family background, she is not as powerful as me. She is also not as beautiful as me! I am not reconciled to losing you, Louis! I am not reconciled to the fact that the man I have been secretly in love with for many years finally falls in love with someone else. I have waited for you for so many years. Why?"
As she spoke, her tone became crazier and crazier. She grabbed Louis's sleeve in a hurry, as if her crazy dream would come true. As Nancy spoke, she reached out to the belt of her dress. The outer dress fell down, and her body was so soft that she wanted to stick to Louis.