The Woman From Hell

Chapter 95

I put my phone away and saw Xander sitting there in a daze. I asked, "Aren’t we going for dinner? Are you going to meet your old classmates like that?"

In a day, not only had he grown a stubble but his hair was also unkempt from just having woken up. I wondered what his fans would think of him when they saw how untidy he looked.

Upon being reminded, he got up to go to the bathroom and quickly came out looking like the same shining star he had always been.

It was important to dress up regardless of whether one was a man or woman.

I walked out of the hotel with Xander and hailed a cab to a nearby estate, where there were separate cabins. Each of them was spaced far apart with maximum privacy.

His former classmates were pretty considerate people as they had chosen this place to eat so the fans would not discover them.

I thought this was a reunion at first and there would b e a lot of people, but it turned out that there were only three. Xander introduced us to each other. Only then did I learn that they were his university roommates.

Wine was inevitable at a men's party. The men spoke and drank, gradually growing tipsy.

"So, are you still single? Say, you're such a capable man yet you don't even have a woman beside you. Others will pity you if they learn about this,” said one o f the male classmates while looking at Xander.

year? He got himself drunk and started crying, forcing us to find his

gender dared to come

men except Xander were excited to talk about the past. He glanced at me and drank his wine in silence. It was rare for him

so loyal. It was hard to tell from how he normally

late into the night. The men

I hailed a cab for each of them according to the addresses they told me. I then got the

front of the hotel's entrance. Xander was still asleep and I had to exert

to drag him out of the

bad at drinking yet was always drinking a lot. He had been drunk twice in two short days. Was he trying to torment this pregnant

entrance. I let

to do it in the end. I lowered my head and placed Xander's arm across my shoulder. I walked forward with

two steps, three steps... My waist could hardly straighten from

my tracks and let Xander lean against me as I

from Mason. "I’m going to meet a friend tomorrow afternoon. Let’s meet

me a call when you’re free. I'll probably be here

Xander's arm slipped from my shoulder and his hand unconsciously grabbed onto the clothes i n front of my chest. Shocked, I