Chapter 377: The Lost Anne

"Waiter, bring a bottle of liquor."  Anne suddenly called out, her voice piercing the room. Ethan sat there, watching Anne with a furrowed brow but refrained from stopping her.  This meal was nothing short of torture for Ethan.  All he could do was silently watch Anne eat and quietly accompany her in drinking. He understood that, at times like these, perhaps a bout of intoxication could help her forget many troubles and pains.  Everything might be forgotten once the hangover wore off, and...