Silas was retching by the restroom basin, heaving all the tequila he'd drunk out from his stomach.

His alcohol tolerance was the lowest among his siblings. Usually, he could barely manage a sip of

tequila.

Yet even after Silas had retched everything out, his mind was still heavy and throat burning as if

doused with acid.

"Look at yourself, Silas... Why are you still so worked up over her? She clearly doesn't care about you

at all," he mumbled to himself.

Silas splashed his face with some cold water and combed his fringe back with his hands. Even in such

a dire state, he was still remarkably handsome.

"I really am working myself up too much over this." Silas gently massaged his temples, unable to stop

feeling frustrated.

he opened the door, he bumped right into

"Ah!" Rose gasped.

had worn high heels that night, so her

speed was still exceptional. He swiftly

her back

bodies pressed closed against one

that he'd

gotten over that

didn't want to

now?" Rose looked anxious. She instinctively pressed a

Silas was usually a straightforward man. With the

words, which he'd been holding

other already? Or are

Rose's fingers curled slightly on Silas' chest as she tried

could. "You're the second son in the Taylor family, Lyse's

why are you ignoring me?" Silas

didn't bother to."

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