Chapter overview: Chapter 34 from Better Life Without You.
In this standout chapter of the Internet novel Better Life Without You., Chas Muthoni introduces new challenges, powerful emotions, and major plot progress that captivate readers from beginning to end.
"You know him?" Seeing John Anderson, he naturally thought of Nick Anderson.
She realized she had lost her composure. She shook her head as response took his hand off her arm.
"I don't know him."
"Do you want to eat something?"
"Alright." Her expression was no longer as natural as it was before.
"Come and sit with me." He led her to an empty table in the corner.
"What do you want to eat?"
"Whatever."
He called the waiter and brought her some food.
She lowered her head and ate slowly.
Someone came to greet him, and he talked to them.
While he was talking, he lowered his head to look at her and found that she was secretly looking in John Anderson's direction.
He frowned. She knew John Anderson.
Someone came around and invited him to another table. He looked at her "I'll leave for a while. I'll be back in a few minutes. Don't go around."
She nodded. "Ok."
When he left, she sighed.
When she looked up at John Anderson again, she saw that he was also glaring at her.
She frowned slightly and shifted her gaze away, she continued to eat.
The more she tried to calm down, the louder the surrounding sounds became.
At the table behind them, a few women were talking about her and William Walton.
Someone said in disdain, "Where did this woman come from?"
"Who knows, did you see that? Her arm was tightly holding Mr. Walton, just like a koala."
"She's too shameless. If there was no one, she would probably seduce him."
She was astonished. Dancing? What a joke.
"I can't dance."
"Then learn, I'll teach you."
As he spoke, he helped her put her hands naturally around his neck while he put his arms around her waist.
He looked at her and said lovingly, "I have a good way to help you learn how to dance quickly. In a while, if you step on me, I'll kiss you once."
"Ugh ..." She looked at him dumbly.
What the hell was he doing?
She wore high-heeled shoes, and her gait was unsteady. This posture almost caused her to exert all of her strength onto him.
Naturally, he led her to the center of the dance floor.
Their appearance immediately became the focus of attention.
She was too nervous, so she ruthlessly stomped on him the moment she staggered a step to the left and right of him.
As for him, he kept his promise. Before she could react, he had already lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Better Life Without You.