Mission To Remarry

In the end, Jonathan could only sigh under his breath as he watched Lucian open another bottle. Forget it. The reason behind how disheartened Lucian is right now must be related to what I said earlier. In that case, I guess I’ll just sacrifice my liver and drink with him.

Jonathan gave up and started drinking alongside Lucian. Perhaps he was affected by Lucian’s mood, for Jonathan found himself feeling gloomy as well.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them finished all the wine on the table. Lucian took out his phone while drawing his brows together tightly from the pain of his headache.

He had not driven to the club, so he needed someone to send him back. Perhaps he had drunk too much. He had nearly tapped on Roxanne’s name out of instinct when he unlocked his phone.

Lucian’s frown deepened, and he hovered his .finger above the name for a long while. Right when he was about to tap on it, Jonathan’s slurring voice rang out in his ear. “Lucian, I… can’t drink anymore!”

Jonathan was dead drunk by then. He was lifting an empty wineglass and mumbling away in Lucian’s direction in a daze. Unlike him, Lucian still had a shred of rationality left.

When he heard his voice, he snapped back to his senses and looked at the name beneath his finger. After a long moment of hesitation, he scrolled it away.

her, I shouldn’t disturb her. After what seemed like eons, Lucian’s gaze landed

Aubree was having dinner

left the Farwell residence, she had been swallowing her anger. All she could do was invite Frieda out so

Aubree was right at the peak of her angry rant, so she impatiently lowered her

immediately. “What’s the matter? Who is it?” Frieda asked. Aubree

returned to the manor and was calling her after finding out that

sounded drunk as he said, “Are you free at the moment? I drank a little. If

had been plaguing her since the afternoon dissipated.

told her the name of the club and

his lips together. “You don’t need