Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 1695

Seconds ticked by before he finally looked up with a nonchalant lift of his head. "Sure."

"Felix, you won't get docked pay for drinking with a client, will you?"

"No, I'm off the clock now."

Carol nodded, propping her chin on her hand with a sigh. "I just saw you getting doused with a drink. Suddenly realized we're birds of a feather. What about your family?"

"They're gone."

He spoke slowly, idly spinning the glass before him, not in a hurry to drink.

Carol froze. "All gone?"

"Yeah."

The atmosphere became leaden in an instant. She suddenly didn’t know what to say. What started as a jest now carried a tinge of seriousness.

"I didn't mean to pry. Drink up?" she offered, pouring him a full glass.

Felix still didn't move.

Carol had this strange feeling that he could see right through her intentions for the evening.

But then, glancing back at him, his eyes seemed to return to a state of calm simplicity.

They clinked glasses and began to drink at a leisurely pace.

Carol prided herself on her drinking abilities and was sure she could outdrink him.

But as the night wore on, it was her world that began to spin first.

She steadied herself on a nearby table, clinging to the last shred of sobriety.

"It's late. Time to head home."

Felix, also reeking of alcohol, helped her up. "Where do you live?"

Carol remembered her mission for the night. She was supposed to end up in Felix's bed, otherwise, all this drinking would have been for naught.

She kept silent, feigning a drunken slur.

Felix guided her to the curb, asking again, "Which bus do you need? Which direction is home?"

Carol said nothing. Felix's gaze flickered briefly before heading towards a nearby hotel entrance.

Carol noticed his steps were unsteady. He must be drunk too.

Wasn't he going to take her home?

Then she saw the hotel and her heart settled. So he intended to bring her here.

She had dressed up especially for tonight, and now, both slightly intoxicated in the suggestive setting of a hotel, she didn't believe he could resist.

Turns out, Felix really could resist.

The hotel room was nice, and Felix had spared no expense. After escorting her to the room and depositing her on the bed, he made to leave.

Carol caught his wrist, pulling him back.

Was this man really so virtuous? She wasn't unattractive, so why wasn't he taking the bait?