Chapter 37: Chapter 20.1

“Well. Well. Well!”

Yernia gave the man a blank stare as he screamed and fell.

She couldn’t figure out what was going on.

“Ah! Why? Why are you doing this?”

Yernia blinked.

The man, who had been drinking and talking to her just now, had fallen off the table with his hands bent as if he was a criminal being arrested.

Yernia’s eyes widened when she realized something.

She remembered that the man, who had listened to her worries,  had reached out to her.

“Don’t tell me my money—”

Yena’s hand rushed for her purse, and no matter how hard she searched for it, she couldn’t find it.

“You thief!”

“Ouch, ouch!”

“Give my money back. Where are you?”

Yernia raised a hand to give the man a painful slap while his arms were still restrained behind his back.

She randomly searched the man’s body for a pocket where he could have placed her purse, but he had none.

“What? Where is my purse? Why couldn’t I have seen through your plans sooner?”

“Ow! Ouch!” The man complained tearfully with his runny nose, but he couldn’t finish his following words.

“Get out of here.”

The man who broke the thug’s wrists threw him to the floor, and after experiencing hell,  he chose to escape instead of arguing.

Yernia glanced up at the mysterious man with the familiar voice.

“Oh, you look like Cassian!”

“What?” He asked incredulously.

A man who looked like her childhood friend stood in front of her.

When Yernia moved, she managed to knock the seat next to Cassian.

“You are kind enough to give me a chance to drink.”

“…….”

“You must listen to my troubles and frustrations.”

Yernia grabbed Cassian’s confused doppelganger by the hand and pulled him aside.

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“What do you think, Mr. Doppelganger?”

Yernia repeated what she had said to the thug she was talking to earlier.

After listening to Yernia’s worries, Cassian’s doppelganger showed a variety of reactions.

He had jutted his chin, smirked, and his countenance turned to stone.

Then, he said something ridiculous.

“Why don’t you love him?”

“Love?”

“If you can’t avoid it, then just do it.”

Cassian stared at Yernia’s puzzled gaze.

Unfortunately, she was way too drunk to recognize him.

Wasn’t she curious about who she had been with all this time?

The anger rising at the top of his head naturally subsided when he saw Yernia’s face.

Before Cassian knew it, he played Yernia’s game of ignorance.

It’s fun, and she was cute as hell.

“Oh, no. No. No. I don’t like that at all.”

Yena vigorously shook her head.

“You will hurt him if you keep saying that.”

“I think I already hurt him enough. Don’t do that. I feel strange.”

“Really? Then, what kind of expression should I make? Tell me.”

“Do what you want.”

Gulping down the beer, Yernia glanced at Cassian’s doppelganger as if she had a lot of questions to ask.

“I have been wondering why you’re here.”

“I wanted to do what I wanted to do before I got married. Oh, come to think of it. I heard a rumor about a bride, who was about to get married, was having an affair—-”

“Me? I never did that.”

“Nevermind.”

Yernia jutted her chin as she stared Cassian’s doppelganger down.

He had a fierce countenance that was very similar to his childhood friend.

She attempted to trace his eyelids impulsively with her fingers.

Frowning, the man threw his head back and avoided her hands.

“You look exactly like someone I know no matter how often I look at you, sir.”

There was no way that Cassian would visit this bar.

The doppelganger clearly stated that he had come here all dressed up to do everything he wanted to do before marriage and soothe his frustration.

Yet, it was clear that Cassian would loathe this place.

This person was just someone who looked like him.

“You are fascinating.”

“Honestly, I am more amazed by you. I wonder if you are too far gone.”

Yernia shook her head to refute that remark as she put some grapes in her mouth.

“No, I’m not drunk. Not yet. Oh.” Yernia cradled her jaws with her hands. “My head.”

The world seemed to spin every time she moved her head.

The man suppressed a laugh.

“What else do you want to talk about your upcoming marriage?”

“I don’t know.”

She didn’t tell him because she didn’t want to answer.

Yernia didn’t trust Cassian’s counterpart at all.

His mouth seemed to twist the longer he observed Yernia, too fixated on her snack.

He gripped Yernia’s chin and urged her to look at him.  “Then why are you cheating on me like this?”

“Cheating?”

“It must have been easy for you to drink and play with another man before getting married.”

“This conversation… I’m not even engaged to him yet. If I wasn’t engaged, I wouldn’t even count as his fiance. So whatever I do with you right now, it’s not cheating.”

“What are we doing?”

“Nothing.”

Tapping a finger on her chin, Yernia looked at the fruit snack again.

His face resembled Cassian, and she couldn’t help but feel guilty.

Nevertheless, Yernia was prepared to some extent just in case nothing could stop this marriage.

There was nothing else she could do.

“I have no intention of doing anything with you.”

“Why?”

“You look so much like my childhood friend.”

“I’m not your unfortunate friend.”

Yernia laughed at his words.

She had already considered him as a friend.

“No, you two seemed alike. Not my cup of tea.”

The scowling man wasn’t impressed, and it made her feel like she was talking to Cassian.