Chapter 871 The International Star Who Broke Up in Love

Everything that happens is accidental and inevitable.

The Bulgarian team naturally won the first victory, and Krum finally saw Hermione.

It was in the camp outside the gymnasium. He and his teammates were planning to go back to celebrate. They happened to see her intimately holding the hand of a strange man and walking into a very luxurious-looking tent.

He wanted to convince himself that he was dazzled and had mistaken the person, but he could always spot the Golden Snitch's eyes and could not deceive himself.

That’s right, it was her, the beautiful foreign girl that he had always been thinking about, Hermione Granger.

Krum's mind went blank and he had no idea how he got back to the team tent.

"cheers!"

He stared blankly at the wine glass in his hand, then raised it up and drank it all in one gulp.

The bitter liquor flowed down his throat into his stomach. He glanced at the authentic Scotch whisky on the table in front of him and reached out to pick it up.

One cup, two cups...

Ivanova, who noticed something was wrong, quickly held his hand and said, "Victor, what happened to you just now? You were fine when we came down from the podium."

Krum smiled bitterly and pushed her hand away, "Sorry, Clara, I'm suddenly in a bad mood."

Ivanova picked up his glass and said, "Victor, you finally call me by my name."

She clinked her glass with his. "I'm in the exact opposite mood to you. If you want to have a drink with someone, I'd be more than happy to join you."

"Okay." Krum drank the wine in his glass.

The teammates around him all stood up and went to the next table tactfully.

Just as he was about to pour himself another glass of wine, he found that Ivanova had already filled his glass.

"Thank you, Clara."

Ivanova frowned slightly. "Victor, can you tell me why you are suddenly in a bad mood?"

She shook the empty wine glass in her hand and said, "I don't mean anything else. If you don't want to say it, let's continue drinking."

Krum forced a smile. "It's nothing I can't say. It's just that I suddenly realized that I'm a fool, and I feel bad."

"Of course you're not a fool." Ivanova said anxiously, "If you were a fool, how could you win the game tonight?"

He picked up the wine glass, hesitated for a moment, and put it back. "If you knew what I just saw, you would definitely think I was a fool."

Ivanova stared into his sad eyes. "I don't know what you saw, but the Viktor Krum I know is not as decadent as he is now. He has always been a brave man, a man full of confidence."

Krum stared into her determined eyes, "Thank you, Clara, thank you for your comfort."

He picked up the wine glass and took a sip. "You know what? I've always had a crush on a girl."

Ivanova nodded and shook his head. "I know, but before you said it yourself, I guessed that you just had a good impression of her, and it had not risen to the level of liking her."

Krum laughed at himself, "Even you guessed it, so everyone in the team should know it, right?"

"No." Ivanova became anxious again. "They definitely didn't find out. I only guessed it after talking to your agent for a while."

"So that's how it is." He paused and looked up to meet those worried eyes.

"Clara, I just saw her walk into the tent with a man. My mind went blank at that moment. Until now, I still can't believe this is true."

What else could a man and a woman do when they walk into a tent together? It can't be to play Gwent.

Ivanova understood immediately and recalled the semi-final.

The "she" he was talking about seemed to be sitting next to Wayne.

"Vincent Wayne..."

Krum looked confused, "What? Clara, what did you just say?"

Ivanova shook his head in panic, "No, you must have heard it wrong."

Krum didn't think much about it and told her how he met Hermione.

He fell in love with her at first sight at the Bulgarian Ministry, saw her again by chance during the semi-finals, and was finally able to talk to her at the gym.

But all this was just his wishful thinking.

Just as his agent said, since she is so beautiful, how could she not have a boyfriend?

Ivanova's expression became more and more unnatural as he listened.

He's the secretary of the chairman of the Wayne Group. Wayne is a hot-blooded young man. How could he not have some bad thoughts when he's seeing a beautiful woman all day long?

She imagined a particularly common and vulgar plot.

The young chairman Wayne fell in love with the beautiful secretary and tried every possible means to win her over...

She shook her head violently, "Victor, do you know who that man is?"

Krum frowned and tried to recall. "I didn't see him clearly, but he was tall and very strong, with short gray-blond hair."

It’s really that Wayne.

Ivanova asked tentatively, "You really don't know this man?"

Krum shook his head. "I'm sure I don't know him. Maybe Fanny knows him."

"I see." Ivanova secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Who is Fanni you are talking about?"

"He is the deputy director of security at Wayne Enterprises and a fan who particularly supports me..."

Ivanova's expression became weirder and weirder as he listened.

Wayne is young, rich, and a recognized alchemy genius. No matter how outstanding a girl is, she will slowly be attracted to him if she stays with him for a long time.

When you think about it this way, they are really a perfect match.

Ivanovar glanced at Krum cautiously.

Although he didn't look as sad as before, he didn't know how he would react if he knew that man was Wayne.

In order to minimize the impact on the game, it is best not to let him know the identity of the man first.

She raised her glass and said, "Victor, since she already has a boyfriend, don't think too much about it and just focus on preparing for the next game."

Krum took a deep breath and then let it out long, "I will, Clara. After I told you all this, I feel relieved."

The two clinked glasses gently.

Ivanova finished the drink in one gulp and smiled sweetly, "Victor, if you have any troubles again, you can always talk to me."

Krum also smiled at her, "Well, after knowing you for so long, I realized that you are a good person to talk to."

There was a hint of disappointment in Ivanova's eyes, but she quickly covered it up by picking up the bottle of wine. "It seems we haven't celebrated your capture of the Golden Snitch yet."

Krum held up the glass and asked her to fill it up. "Then let's celebrate from now on."

"cheers!"

……

……