Chapter 1365

"Eugene, I'm telling you one more time. I don't need you here. Just go home," Lydia's tone grew more impatient.

She had come out late to have a drink, clear her mind, and ease her frustrations, not to have Eugene hovering around, nagging her endlessly.

Eugene, however, didn't budge. Instead, he sat down beside her and opened a bottle of beer for himself.

"If you want to drink, then I'll drink with you. Whenever you've had enough and want to go home, I'll take you."

Lydia found herself at a loss for words. Suddenly, she no longer felt like drinking. She placed the bottle aside and looked at the men and women swaying wildly in the dance floor under the neon lights.

How she wished Quincy was the one beside her right now.

"Lydia, how about we head over and dance for a bit?" Eugene offered.

Earlier, as he walked into the bar, he spotted Quincy. That man really was everywhere, like a shadow that refused to disappear. Or maybe it was just fate. No matter how they tried to avoid each other, they always ended up in the same place.

determined to cut that connection. He wanted Quincy

head. "You go ahead. I

right here. I only want to dance with you. I'm not even interested

reached out, as if testing the waters, his fingers inching

were about to touch,

are you going?" Eugene thought she was angry and was about to

I'll be

He pulled out the jewelry he had bought earlier, planning to give it to her once

made her way to the bar. As she moved, a

one

her might, grinding the heel in for good measure. Her stiletto

You come to a bar, you're no better than

more than a few drinks. He was a grown man. How could he not handle a drunk

Lydia grabbed a nearby bottle

touching me again. In

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