Chapter 348

He'd always thought that taking a family trip together once a year was something he did well-as a husband, and as a father.

But lately, maybe because Cedric Clarke was such an exemplary dad, Stewart found himself reflecting more and more during his rare moments of downtime.

Except, when he actually looked back, he realized he hadn't been all that present in those five years of marriage...

"Why are you so quiet all of a sudden?"

Snapping out of it, Stewart cleared his throat. "Got time to grab a drink?"

"Drinks?" Cedric Clarke shot back without hesitation. "No way. If my wife finds out, I'll be sleeping on the couch for a week!"

Stewart just stared at his phone.

"Wait, aren't your wife and daughter home too? How do you even have the nerve to go out drinking?"

"They're at Skybreeze Retreat today."

"Don't tell me―mother and daughter packed up and ran away?"

Stewart pinched the bridge of his nose. "No, Mrs. Winslow's visiting. They'll probably be staying at the retreat all week."

Now Cedric finally caught a whiff of something off.

"Stewart, you sound a little jealous, you know."

" Just come out for a drink with me."

in the end, they were friends. Seeing Stewart all alone, he felt a

with my boss at home, but I can't

and rolled down his car

drifted in,

off his tie and undid two buttons of his shirt, but

stepped

against it, lit a cigarette, and

streetlamp, his profile was sharp and cold, lips pressed together

Ferrari pulled up nearby. The driver, a glamorous heiress, rolled down her

him. "Hey, handsome! Out here all alone? Want to take a spin up the hill

over, expression cool

dark and unreadable in the

froze, startled by his icy gaze. She floored

until she was

til she

called a friend. "Girl, you won't believe who I just saw-absolute ten. Gorgeous, I swear! Flirt with him? Are you kidding? I didn't even dare get out of the car!

arrived at the lounge, Stewart was already halfway through a bottle of whiskey

beside him and snatched the tumbler

makes it worse, you know. Don't forget you're still on medication take it

faint, wry smile tugging at his lips. "You reek of baby

Cedric sniffed his shirt, puzzled. "I don't

don't. You're used

you smell a hint

pressed his lips

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