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

absolutely stunned.

of shock, Ellie got the chance to grab her beer. She lifted the bottle to her lips

after another. "I am all alone now! I have

emptied the bottle, curled up into a ball

back. She buried her head between her

could make him feel this way. It was

what to do or how to help her. His first reaction was to call

but

had just returned, there was a strong chance

a short while,

he asked, "Ellie, please stop crying. What's wrong? You know you can

still crying and couldn't respond. "Did anybody hurt you? If that is the case, I

City? Ellie, please don't cry. You can tell me about it! Please

"Ellie..."

her, but he wasn't

and inconsolable

about a woman's pain and tears. The old Francis

there was a way to make her feel better and take her pain away, he would do it without

She hugged him tight and sobbed, "They are all

idea of

who had left her and why she was

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

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

his words. Looking

tears and she looked confused and lost. She was asking the question

me. I am all yours. I will not leave you, ever! Trust

He always knew Ellie was definitely in his heart, but in this tender moment

himself and turn a new leaf for her. He would let go of all his bad habits. He wanted to be with her

lips and made up his mind!

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

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