This is a bar located on Queens Street. After Ryan pushed the door open, he found that there was no noise in the ordinary bar. The stage in front was not heavy metal, but soothing country folk songs. Most of the guests were single women. If he hadn't seen several couples of the opposite sex, he would even wonder if he had walked into the lesbian bar.

With his eyes swept through the bar, Ryan walked straight to a corner and sat opposite the girl holding the wine glass.

"whisky?"

The trademark on the bottle clearly reminded Ryan. He looked around again. There were only two female bodyguards of Natalie nearby, "Nat..."

"What are you doing?" Natalie blushed, opened her blurred eyes and raised her voice slightly, "I don't want to see you."

Just hearing the sound, Ryan knew that she was a little drunk and immediately grabbed her wine glass, "Stop drinking, Nat!"

"I don't need you to care about it, why do you care about me?" Natalie glared fiercely, "Don't forget, we have nothing to do with it."

"You're drunk..."

"Don't worry about me. If you want to take care of a woman, go find Charlize Theron." After Natalie blocked Ryan's words, she simply grabbed the bottle and drank a big gulp in an instant.

Maybe she was drinking too quickly, her face turned red and she coughed several times.

Just as he was about to grab the bottle, Ryan was watching him with brown eyes staring straight at his brown eyes. Perhaps the alcohol was in full swing. Natalie's words were obviously much more intense, "Do you know, Ryan? I really want to hit this bottle on your head, but I can't do it!"

"You are a nightmare. I can't even shake it." The drunk Natalie obviously no longer had her previous calmness. "I have decided to forget you, why did you show up again?"

"Because I signed a contract with the crew," Ryan said in a voice that only they could hear, "You signed a contract with the crew, too."

"Can't you breach the contract? Don't tell me, you can't even afford the penalty."

The bottle fell heavily on the table and made a 'bang' sound. Natalie unconsciously waved her hands, "I don't want to see you. Can you disappear? Please disappear..."

The girl's face was rarely filled with grievances, and she seemed to cry at any time.

Everyone has a weak side in their hearts. Ryan has never seen such a Natalie. Nat is always proud and confident, and always swears to be Natalie Portman first. These all cover up the other side of a woman's nature.

In the past life, the distance between the two was a Pacific Ocean. Natalie in this life was just like what he had heard of. Perhaps only when she was drunk would she reveal the only trace of weakness. When she woke up tomorrow, she would become Natalie Portman in her memory.

"Why don't you disappear? Please disappear?"

The girl opposite was still saying unconsciously drunk words, and Ryan grabbed her hands and held them firmly in her hands without any relaxation, "You've drunk too much, Nat, I'll take you back to the hotel."

Ryan winked at Natalie's two female bodyguards. The two of them helped Natalie walk out the door, probably like this. The bar doorman just glanced at them and opened the door for them.

George was waiting at the door in the car, and two female bodyguards stuffed Natalie into the back seat of the car and drove the car they came.

“Go back to the Hilton Hotel.”

After Ryan finished his order, George simply raised the baffle that isolated the front and rear seats.

A girl, a girl like Natalie who doesn’t have much alcohol, can imagine the consequences after drinking several glasses of whiskey.

The girl in Long Island had a red face like a ripe apple. The alcohol was completely pouring up, and she would occasionally burp a few times. The only thing that made Ryan feels lucky was that her wine was pretty good. She didn't cry or make a fuss except murmuring.

Natalie leaned completely in his arms, holding his arm tightly as before, apparently forgot where he was, but the whispering sound from his mouth made Ryan sigh softly.

"Ryan Jenkins, I won't let you go, you playboy..."

"Do you remember what I said before? Don't give me a chance, otherwise I will throw you into the Pacific Ocean to feed the fish!"

"Hollywood...can't Hollywood really find a good man?"

"Nate, be brave! If you don't want him, will you die?"

If it weren't for the proud and calm girl who was drunk, Ryan believed that he might never have seen this scene.

In fact, who, including him, has no weak side? It’s just that some people are strong enough in their hearts and rarely reveal the other side.

Nat!

Listening to the girl's drunken words, Ryan unconsciously hugged her tightly, and no matter what, he would not let her leave.

In the last life, this was his idol and in the present life, Ryan knew Natalie's ambitions in her career. Since her relationship could not be compensated, she would help her realize her ambitions and desires.

Natalie Portman No. 1?

Ryan shook his head. This world is realistic after all. Hollywood is more powerful and commercial than decades ago. Want to be Natalie Portman first and become the legend of Hollywood. Without the support of powerful forces, can it be done with personal efforts alone?

In her previous life, Natalie's Jewish identity must have given her great help, but these helps will definitely be limited to a certain range.

The accident that happened in Northampton also broke Ryan's last fantasy. Dreams are always dreams, and they will not turn into reality over time.

In the past, he always pushed back, fantasizing that time could solve everything, but time is both the ruthless "biaozi" and the biggest waste. If you don't know how to use it yourself, how could it stand up to help?

When everything is missed, time will always jump out and make sarcastic laughs, mocking human ignorance and stupidity.

It is like the audience in the stands, and it will only pass by with a smile. Even if there are traps and cliffs ahead, even if it is broken into blood and broken into pieces, even if the most precious treasure slips away from it, it is too lazy to remind even one word!

"Nate, don't leave me, okay!"

Whether it is God, Satan, or some unknown old guy, since he has brought himself into this world, he must always turn some greedy ambitions into reality.

Love your own women! Protect your own interests!

On Sydney Street leading to the Hilton Grand Hotel, this guy who had never had faith gave up his last innocence and fantasy and determined his belief or goal.

When he arrived at the suite belonging to Natalie, Ryan waved his hand casually. After the two female bodyguards handed the drunk girl to him, they left.

Holding the feather-like girl, Ryan kicked open the bedroom door and placed her on the big bed. He carefully removed the girl's shoes, socks and coats, made a wet and hot towel from the bathroom, and carefully brushed her face with a slightly rough line. Natalie seemed to be asleep, her lips would occasionally turn around and a few words that could not be heard jumped out.

It was the first time Ryan had this experience for so many years, and he was inevitably a little clumsy. Fortunately, the drunk girl fell into sleep and would not complain.

"I wish you a good dream, Nat." Ryan put the water cup on the bedside table, "The protagonist in the dream will be you and me."

After covering her with a quilt, Ryan walked out of the bedroom. Natalie was embarrassed the next day, so he went back to the presidential suite he had booked.

Back in the room, nodded to George, Ryan took a shower first, then sat in front of the notebook, and started the unfinished Monster Shrek again.

The rising sun reflected in the red light through the window without pulling up the curtains. Natalie subconsciously blocked her hand in front of her. This action seemed to drive her head, and she was awakened by the pain in an instant.

Where am I? Natalie opened her eyes in confusion. The scenery that caught her eyes was extremely familiar. This was her bedroom.

It seems that Lina and the others sent themselves back again.

Thinking of this, Natalie slowly sat up. Although the headache caused by the hangover would come from time to time, she had adapted to this state in recent times.

Alcohol is a great way to forget pain, isn’t it?

However, Natalie woke up and immediately discovered a different place. The curtains were not tightened, her shoes and clothes were thrown aside, and a white towel was hung on the hanger next to her...

This is not the first time she has been drunk. Lina and the other two are serious and careful, and have never been so clumsy.

He tapped his head gently, and what happened last night gradually came back to his mind. Natalie couldn't help but frown. The last scene she remembered was entering Ryan's car.

Will this bastard take the opportunity to do something to himself?

Natalie touched her body alertly. The underwear she was wearing was the same outfit as she did yesterday, and she didn't feel any abnormality in her body, so she felt relieved.

Jumping out of bed and gently pulling open the door, Natalie looked at the living room, which was empty inside. She turned around, leaned against the wall, and let out a long sigh.

I was actually drunk in front of that bastard!

She couldn't help biting her teeth hard, what was she like to be drunk? She heard two personal bodyguards say that if the bastard knew that she had been in pain, she would never be as calm and indifferent as she seemed...

No...Natalie, you have to be strong!

The girl patted her face hard, covered her forehead and walked towards the bathroom.

Even if you are not strong, you must pretend to be strong enough!

Let the cool water rush out last night's hangover, Natalie slowly raised her head against the spilled droplets, like a seagull preparing to face the storm.

Come on, Nat! As long as you can get through it, as long as you can face him calmly...

Natalie suddenly lowered her head, and the water dripping along her long brown hair like rain. Will he give up? Do you not know what kind of person he is?
Chapter completed!