After the woman left, James felt that there was no abominable perfume around him, and the air seemed to have become fresher.
However, he still felt unhappy in heart.
But he asked for it.
Of course, this was not because he refused to go out with the woman. Just like what she said, it was easy for him to have a woman to accompany him. As long as he wanted, he could sleep with famous models and popular actresses, let alone her who was not so beautiful.
But, he didn't want to. He...
He was not the kind of person who had no limits and principles. Sleeping with a woman whom he didn't love would make him sick. In that case, he was no different from a beast.
Fall in love with him at first sight? F*ck! Did she think that she could cheat him?
Enduring the sorrow and helplessness in his heart, he raised his hand feebly to get the wine.
Before he touched the bottle, he suddenly remembered that the woman had touched it. He withdrew his hand in disgust, feeling that his hands were dirty because he had just touched the woman's hair and shoulder.
He asked for a few hot towels and wiped his hands carefully. Then he ordered two glasses of vodka.
After drinking them, his throat was burning hot, but he was very satisfied because he began to feel a little dizzy.
He paid the bill with his card, stood up, and wanted to leave. As soon as he left the chair, he staggered and almost lost his balance.
Seeing that James had paid the pill, and he could draw a huge percentage from the wines James bought, the waiter rushed out of the bar counter and supported James who was holding a stool and standing there.
"Sir, are you okay?"
James shook his head, "Yes."
"You've drunk a lot. Why don't you let your friend pick you up?"
James waved his hand and said, "There's... no need."
After that, he thought in a self-mocking way, "Who can pick me up at this time? If others know I drink here because my wife ate the pills... I really can't afford to lose my face. Besides... should I let her pick me up? No! I can't do that. If she sees me like this, maybe she will laugh at me in her heart."
Forget it!
He staggered out and couldn't care that much. He opened the car door and got into his car. Then, the car rushed out in a fast speed.
James didn't know where to go. For a moment, he even wanted to go home. The places without her were all empty and he felt uncomfortable all over.
At the thought of this, he laughed at himself and felt sad for himself. When did he become so humble? What was so good about her? She had done something wrong, but she hadn't even called him after such a long time. Maybe she was relieved because he had left. Why should he go back?
Well, what was so good about her? He even defended her when someone else spoke ill of her! In his mind, he still thought that she could only be bullied by him...
Ha-ha...
He felt that he was extremely cheap and silly!
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