A Love Trap

He wondered if a thief had broken into Ellie's apartment, but he quickly dismissed that notion. Her apartment was in a very nice neighborhood so it was far-fetched for anyone to break in. Then that left only one explanation. Ellie might be back!

Francis' eyes lit up with the realization that Ellie might have returned from her trip.

He walked in hastily, eager to see the girl he adored.

But when he entered, he found that the apartment reeked of alcohol.

Then he spotted Ellie, who was leaning against a couch. She had passed out.

Seeing her in this miserable condition, Francis frowned and walked toward her.

She was not the kind of girl to over indulge in alcohol. Sometimes, she would have a bit of wine with Ashley if they were celebrating something. However, she had never crossed the limit when it came to drinking and she had certainly never been in a sorry state like this.

Francis didn't know the whole story, but her face was red and she appeared drunk.

He knelt down next to her. Taking the beer bottle from her hand, he asked, "Ellie, what's wrong?" She woke up with a start! She tried to hold on to the beer in her hand. Francis hissed, "Stop drinking it. That's enough!"

He was really worried about Ellie.

However, she grasped the bottle even tighter and replied, "No!"

Ellie was not as strong as Francis. Plus she was inebriated. She could barely hold on to the bottle.

So, it was very easy for him to take the bottle from her.

Ellie realized this and tried to grab another beer from the box. Francis' brows furrowed even tighter.

He couldn't understand what had happened to her.

She seemed fine before she went to L City. He couldn't fathom why she would want to get drunk.

Francis pushed the box of beers away from her. She was not happy with this. She tried to glare at him, but she was too drunk to focus. All she knew was that the man in front of her was very familiar. So she didn't really bother.

"Give... give it back to me!"

she slurred, looking in his direction.

different from how it normally sounded. It was softer and

was absolutely

got the chance to grab her beer. She lifted the bottle

a broken necklace, one after another. "I am all alone now! I

the bottle, curled up into a ball and burst

her

crying but none of them could make him feel this way. It

or how to help her. His first reaction was to call Ashley and ask

but stopped before

that Ashley might already be asleep. As Ellie had just returned, there was

a short while, he

"Ellie, please stop crying. What's wrong? You know

If that is the

in L City? Ellie, please don't cry. You can tell me about it! Please just talk to

"Ellie..."

trying to comfort her, but

inconsolable state, he

woman's pain and tears. The old Francis would have shamelessly

man any more. He cared deeply about Ellie. If there was a way to make

her stop crying, when Ellie grabbed his arms and pulled him close. She hugged him tight and sobbed, "They are all gone... They left me all alone... I am all by myself now... All by myself..." She stuttered, still bawling and holding on to

to piece together a vague idea of what might have

out who had left her and

so stoked about Ellie's voluntary hug. However, at this point he couldn't

me. I am here for you. And I will be here for you

upon hearing his words.

eyes were full of tears and she looked confused and lost. She was asking the question subconsciously.

I am all yours.

always knew Ellie was definitely in his heart, but in this tender moment he was a hundred percent certain that he was deeply in love with

for her. He would let go of all his bad habits. He wanted to be with her and love her forever. He wanted to marry her and

up his mind! He was going to prove this to

in both hands and tried to focus on him through the haze of tears and alcohol.

she was too drunk to do it. She squinted, trying her best to look