Chapter 53: Night Out II

"Ewan, take it easy! The night is still young, and you’re already on your third glass of wine. Do you plan on being carried out of here?" Zane asked, shooting a glance at an amused Sandro, who chuckled before chiming in.

"If that’s his plan, then he can forget it. I don’t have the will or the capacity to carry anyone out of this club tonight. So let’s all be responsible. Remember, some of us are driving tonight! We are not like Ewan that moves everywhere with his driver..."

Ewan ignored them, taking another sip from his glass. Athena hadn’t replied to him yet.

He inhaled deeply, trying to quell the growing hurt in his heart.

What’s happening to me? He thought weakly, downing more wine, oblivious to the glares coming from his friends.

"Ewan, you didn’t hear what we just said?" Zane pressed, reaching for Ewan’s drink.

But Ewan was faster.

He snatched his drink away, before Zane could touch it.

This caused Sandro to laugh boisterously this time around. His friend was really acting up tonight.

"Let him drink." He quipped. "Let him drown his sorrows. Isn’t that the essence of this meeting in the first place?"

Zane snorted, shook his head and took a sip of his drink.

Ewan followed right after. He needed to forget for a while.

After Sandro had announced the press conference on their official website a few hours ago, things had taken a turn for the worse.

People had believed that the press conference had been fixed to debunk Athena’s truth, and as a result, his company’s stocks had plunged again.

Ewan had been tempted to call the press team and ask them to take down the news, but his conscience hadn’t let him do so.

was saddening to watch his

by next week after the

guarantee? People might not be as forgiving

was that

hope for

his company to go down like

checked his phone

from Alfonso, who claimed

from Fiona either, the one he would have married next

wedding. However, he had told the wedding planner yesterday to put everything

he ever go ahead with it again?

from Athena

dance, you know, meet some people

like a

hands in mock frustration. "When was the last time either of

males knew what kind of fun he was talking about but chose

the last time you enjoyed the company of a

shrugged. "I don’t see how that’s

you? Since you haven’t slept with Fiona,

a

was with Athena, six years ago, on the day she had demanded a

so angry and restless—both at himself for not understanding his emotions and at her for

had thrown the words "give me a son" at her with more venom than he intended, just

restlessness as a sign to pull back and

would have realized that he

sudden revelation. He shut his eyes, trying to push

the truth had been laid

marriage feeling resentful, but somewhere along the line, he had lost that resentment without even realizing

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