Remember Me, Baby.
Incident

In the outer courtyard of the Hotel Le Bristol, the illumination light from the street lamps creates the shadow of a figure standing on the sidewalk. That pretty face looks as dark as the night sky. Trained, step by step forward and leaning under the power pole. The tiny, fragile-looking body was as if it would fly in the wind at any moment.

Then the occasional passing vehicle around him as if not bothering him at all. It was like living in his own world, until finally the sound of baritone coming from behind his body made him slightly jerked.

“It's almost dawn, a beautiful girl standing alone and staring at the hotel where the newlyweds are spending the night, isn't that too sad, Miss Cecille?”

Cecille turned around quickly. His blue iris that turned thick in the darkness reflected the shadow of the man he remembered earlier claimed to be named Hansel Roux. Seeing the sneer full of ridicule on the man's face made Cecille want to reply with a more cruel sentence.

The girl gritted her teeth, clenched her hands as if she was preparing to fight before saying, “What are you doing, Young Master? Stalking me or looking in the room where your ex-lover is making out with her husband tonight?”

Cecille smiled with satisfaction at the sight of Hansel's face turning murky after hearing his words. Huh. Who told you to provoke him first.

Hansel pouting. The girl in front of him had just pierced deeply right into his still-bloody wound. He was staring at the hotel in front of him and imagining what Andrew and Keiko might have been doing. Are they ....

God fucking.

The man snorted and threw his face away. He knew he shouldn't have done something stupid like this, but .. he really couldn't resist the urge to stand here like an idiot, he said, rethinking the times he was still with Keiko in Japan, when they performed the engagement ceremony, then ...

Shit, this is really just torturing yourself. Wouldn't it be better to look for a distraction? It just so happens that there is a pretty girl who is quite attractive ....

Hansel's eyes flashed, the corners of his lips drawn upwards. He then took one step forward, making Cecille take two steps back due to the sudden movement.

“What do you do?” exclaimed the girl with glaring eyes.

“Have thought about my offer? How about we go on a date?”

Within such a close distance, the smell of alcohol emanating from Hansel's mouth when speaking could be very clearly smelled by Cecille, though not very sharp, but it still pissed him off and didn't want to mince words anymore. Without replying to the man, Cecille turned around and walked quickly to his sports car parked a block in front of the hotel.

“Hey, it is dangerous for a girl to walk alone at night. Let me accompany you.” Hansel ignored Cecille's deliberate abandonment and hurried to align the steps on the girl's side.

“Who are you coming home with? Can you drive yourself?”

“Go take care of yourself!” exciting Cecille. He tucked his sling bag across his chest, then started running.

“Hei, wait!”

Cecille ignored the screams from behind him and ran faster. When he was almost in his car, suddenly from a dark street corner appeared two men in black jackets and masks blocked his steps. Not yet had time to react, the two men immediately dragged him towards the van on the side of the road.

“Humph!” Cecille thrashed and tried to shout, but a burly hand smothered his mouth very strongly.

Bam!

Cecille's body was thrown into the back seat, the door was tightly closed, then the two men in black jackets immediately jumped inside. Cecille was already scared to death when he heard the sound of a car engine running. From the left and right sides of his body, the extremely strong smell of alcohol stung his sense of smell. The hands of the two men stretched out simultaneously, about to close the door leaf. However, before the intention was carried out, a loud kick struck the door on the right side very hard.

Brak!

The door came loose and bounced off the asphalt. The two men beside Cecille jumped in shock and cursed. They had yet to think clearly when suddenly a sturdy arm barged in and pulled the man from the side of the detached door.

Hansel swung his fists in full force, smashing into the face of the man lying on the street. His companion on the left side immediately jumped out, reached for the dagger from behind his back and charged towards Hansel.

“Awas!” shouted Cecille who had jumped out of the van.

Hansel twitched and spun in one swift motion, but the dagger still had a chance to scratch his shoulder. He growled in annoyance, jumped up and swung his legs at the arm of the man holding the dagger so that a crackling sound could be heard clearly in the air. A roar of pain echoed along the road, but passersby no one dared to approach.

Seeing that, the man behind the wheel immediately went down to help his two comrades. He jumped up and attacked Hansel violently.

Cecille screamed and covered her mouth with her hands, then regained consciousness and immediately pulled out the phone from the bag to contact the police. In front of him, Hansel still continues to wrestle with three men who continue to attack him in a row. Fortunately Hansel looks superior, maybe because his three opponents are drunk, or maybe because his fighting ability is better than the three delinquents. What is clear, Cecille hopes Hansel Roux is unharmed.

The sound of police sirens roared from a distance, making the three bandits turn around and run towards the van. However, Hansel jumped up and blocked the collar of one of the men's jackets tightly, then landed a full-strength fist into his jaw that made the man's face look to the side. Two of his colleagues who had reached the car immediately gas-stamped, leaving their colleagues slumped onto the asphalt.

The sweet and slightly salty taste in his mouth made Hansel spit. The smell of carnation instantly stung on his nose, making him frown in annoyance. One of those delinquents managed to punch his jaw hard enough.

Cecille ran over and stood about two steps before Hansel. Viewed from such a close distance made him able to see quite clearly that it turned out that Hansel's condition was not as good as he thought. The man's temples were bleeding, as well as the corners of his lips and his knuckles.

Instantly he felt very guilty. If only he had not ignored the man and kept walking with him, perhaps none of this would have happened. Or ... if only he went straight home with his parents and did not stand like a fool on the side of the road this late ....

It's all his fault ....

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Hansel Roux's.

Uhuk!