Chapter 1166:

The moment he stepped inside, he spotted a solitary figure standing by the window, melting into the shadows like he belonged there.

Felipe set a bottle of whisky down on the table and strolled over. “Come have a drink. What’s so captivating out there?”

“Did you find out the time?”

Kristian said nothing more. Felipe was supposed to confirm the time Ellis planned to propose. If he knew nothing, why was he here?

“Why do you need to know, anyway?” Felipe asked while pouring himself a glass, casting a sideways glance at Kristian. “Don’t tell me you’re planning to crash it?”

It was a lighthearted jab. He knew Kristian far too well to believe he’d actually do something like that.

Kristian hadn’t known how to love someone before—but he’d changed. He wouldn’t hurt Freya again.

Sometimes, Felipe wished Kristian would just be a little more selfish and keep Freya by his side, come what may. But Kristian would never cross that line.

he understood all too well that his presence might disturb whatever peace she had with Ellis. So he wouldn’t appear. He just wanted to hide himself

up,” Felipe said, handing him a glass in hopes of drawing him out. “I don’t know

it?”

a drink and

drink anymore.” His voice,

believed that drinking could take the edge off. But in the end, he’d realized it only dulled the pain temporarily. It didn’t fix anything. He’d rather stay sober—and remember. Even if every memory cut like

down and continued, “Farrah’s going out tomorrow night. My guess is Ellis

expressionless, and his chest tightened with

fantastic tales on gαℓησν𝒆𝓁s;

the room with a joke. “That’s all you’ve got to

“Thank you.”

“That’s it?”

sharp and unclouded. If Felipe wanted something, he’d just have to name it—Kristian wasn’t

over the project your

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