His obviously domineering and possessive tone irritated Farrar.
Frowning, Farrar took a step closer to him. "Are you her boyfriend? You are her boyfriend. Then why didn't you stay with her when rumors were spreading? You are her boyfriend. Then why did you let her drink alone when she was the most lonely and helpless? "
Kian was a little surprised, "Did Myra drink?"
"Yes, she not only drank, but also got drunk!" The more he said, the angrier he became. "How dare you say you are qualified? Let me tell you, if you don't know how to be a good boyfriend, plea
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was given to him by Henson. The volume of alcohol was a little high and he hadn't opened it since he took it back.
Kian took off his suit jacket, unbuttoned the collar and sleeves of his shirt, and sat at the bar counter. He poured some wine into the glass of Myra and tasted it himself.
It was indeed good, but there was some delayed effect.
He looked around and didn't see the second glass. So she drank half a bottle herself?
He turned to look at the sleeping woman.
Was it because she wanted to drink more? Or was it because she was in a bad mood?