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.

voice was quite different from how it

was absolutely

a state of shock, Ellie got the chance to grab her beer. She lifted the bottle to her lips and took a large swig from it.

another. "I am all alone now! I

curled up into a ball and burst into tears.

buried her head between her knees

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

or how to help her.

phone out but

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

struggling with his decision for a short while, he finally put

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

If that is the

Ellie, please don't cry. You can tell me

"Ellie..."

trying to comfort her,

inconsolable state,

old Francis would have

cared deeply about Ellie. If there was a way to make her feel better and take her pain away, he would do

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 Francis

to piece together a vague idea of what might have happened to

her and why

Ellie's voluntary hug. However, at this point he

back, he replied, "You are not alone. You have me. I am here for you. And I will be here for you

raised her head suddenly upon hearing his words. Looking

looked confused and lost. She was asking

all yours. I will not leave

solemnly. He 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

of all his bad habits. He wanted to be with her and love her forever. He wanted to marry her and become a devoted husband to her.

up his mind! He was going to

tried to focus on him through the haze of tears

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