As Dylan listened, some irritation appeared on his face."Me and Sharon …"He had just started speaking when Kevan interrupted him. "Let's have a drink too."Dylan glared at him with dissatisfaction.Kevan glared at him as a warning not to speak without thinking. After they had finished drinking, Kevan deliberately asked, "Are you drunk? Do you want to go to the lounge next door to rest for a bit?"Kevan's words successfully got everyone to stare at Dylan's face. They watched him with concern. Louis spoke again. "Sharon, Dylan does look strangely flushed. Maybe you can tell your dad to have Dylan sent back home to rest first?"Dylan frowned at once, and he refused. "No need. I'm not drunk."However, everyone else had a different idea than him.Walter heard everything that was said, and when he saw that Dylan refused to accept, he personally came over to placate him. "There's nothing else left to do here. You and Sharon can go first." Then, he instructed Sharon. "I'll have someo
"Huh?" Kevan rarely apologized, so Sharon thought that she had misheard. But Kevan repeated himself once more. "I'm sorry.""For what?" Sharon was more curious and confused than demanding to know answers."Today's incidents have nothing to do with Dylan," Kevan said, "I was the one who caused them." He never liked explaining himself to others, but he also did not want his best friend to take the blame for him.Sharon blinked. She could not understand. "Why?" He had no reason to ruin the wedding. He was not familiar with the newlywed couple, and he had no problems with either the Hermes family nor the Davis family. No matter how she looked at it, he seemed to be taking the blame for Dylan."I wanted Lana to suffer more." A sinister look flashed across Kevan's eyes at the mention of Lana.After Lana crashed her car into Larissa to hurt her, she became a wanted fugitive after vanishing before the start of her trial. Sharon knew a little about Kevan and Larissa's relationship. So, i
Sharon jolted. The happiness that rose up in her heart was quickly extinguished by her.Dylan's reasons for not wanting to divorce her were definitely different. It was better for her not to imagine things."I've said everything that I needed to say." Kevan straightened up in his seat and put on his seat belt. "I live in the same area as Dylan. Just drop me off at the gate.""... Okay." Sharon shook her head and ignored all her feelings. She pressed her lips together before pressing the gas pedal down. Her beautiful sports car roared loudly while it raced out of the parking lot in a red flash.…Sharon left Kevan unceremoniously at the gates of the residential area.Kevan only felt for his muted phone after getting out of the car.The screen showed about thirty missed calls from Dylan, and the unread WhatsApp messages had piled up. He did not need to see who the messenger was to know who it was from.Kevan ignored it all and put his phone back in his pocket. He nodded a
It was late at night.Kevan finally finished work for the day, and he closed a file, putting down the pen in his hand. His personal phone did not ring at all.Aster had gone to a closed-off winter camp organized by his kindergarten two days ago. He was not allowed to bring his phone, so Kevan lost contact with him.A developed habit suddenly changing due to this made Kevan feel like he had lost his emotional support system. He worked harder than ever, and he became a duller person.Kevan leaned back into his chair tiredly, and he rubbed the aching spot between his eyes. It was nearly 12 am, and he could see that the lights of the internet company next door were still on through the wide floor-to-ceiling windows.The bitterness in his heart gradually turned mild—at least, he was not the only person who was alone on such a late night.Suddenly, he had the idea to call Dylan to accompany him. So, he called Dylan.Ever since being abandoned by Kevan at the City Hall's parking lot an
"The person you like likes you too." Kevan's voice was faint, and it carried a bit of reproach in it."Who the fuck likes Sharon?" Dylan blew up at once, and he slammed his glass on the low table. He warned Kevan, "Don't fucking make shit up in your head!"But his gleaming eyes, as well as his flushed ears, proved that he was embarrassed."I can see it with my own eyes." Kevan snorted lightly before suddenly becoming serious again. "You can't even tell me the truth?"Dylan jolted. Kevan's words made him wilt, losing all the anger he had held previously. After he finished a glass of whiskey, he seemed to have gained some courage while losing his own dignity at the same time."It's not that I can't tell you the truth. I just … haven't figured myself out yet." Dylan's words were rather sincere.He did hate Sharon—he hated the way she played tricks on him. He hated the way she forced his former lover away from him.But this hate had become rather mild after many years of being toget
Problems?"I actually wish she would get mad at me." Kevan laughed coldly at himself.Because only then the excuses he prepared would be useful. But she never said anything nor expressed anything. He could not figure out what she was feeling, so he did not dare to do anything hasty.Kevan felt a wave of irritation. "Give me back my liquor." He reached out to take the glass back, but Dylan avoided him. In the middle of their fight for the glass, half the whiskey spilled out and stained their clothes.The wet fabric stuck to Kevan's skin, and the sudden coldness made him frown. He swiftly took his clothes off and called a server over. He then instructed the server to "buy me a new set of clothes."The server was new. He only remembered Kevan due to his manager's constant nagging to remember this very important guest, so he did not know Dylan. When he saw the unkempt duo in the private room, the server's face turned a little bit red, and his eyes sparkled.Now that this scene had ta
The disgusting smell of perfume made Kevan frown. He pushed her away coldly and said, "Get lost!"The others were busy bringing the girls into their lap, so the big commotion with Kevan scared them so much that they all became quiet.The boss froze for a moment. Then he seemed to realize something because he hit his forehead with a laugh and said, "Haha, look at my forgetfulness!"He got the girl to leave, and he summoned the server. He pointed at Kevan and said something quietly to the server. The server nodded several times before leaving the room."Don't mind it, Mr. Rogers." The boss apologized again rather sincerely.Kevan replied half-heartedly, "It's fine."A few moments later, the private room doors opened again. The server led in a tall and thin young man inside. The man seemed to be in his twenties, and he was wearing a cheap, colorful suit. The man had makeup on his face, and he looked somewhat oily.He raced toward Kevan and did what the girl from before did.Kevan
Kevan opened his eyes and said mildly, "Why?"Dylan took a deep breath so that he could say everything he wanted to say in one go. "I met Larissa in Winston last night!"Kevan's calmness cracked at once. He opened his mouth a little from the shock, and his mind was blank from this startling news."What … did you say?"Having not drunk any water last night, Kevan's dry throat made his voice sound like a broken violin because his voice sounded very sharp and bad.Dylan repeated what he had just said but in a calmer voice. It was probably because he had managed to calm down."I was sending a client back to the hotel—I specially booked him a room in Winston Hotel," Dylan recalled what happened then. "I was queuing up to help him check in at the front desk. I turned around and saw Larissa's cousin—that guy, what's his name again? What, Logan?""Lewis Logan," Kevan said helpfully."Yeah, yeah, yeah! That's him! I was going to go say hello when I took a closer look, and I saw that he