Chapter 782

From time to time, Noah got so wasted that he’d simply sleep in one of the private rooms at the club. Once he woke up, it’d feel as if he just had a bad dream.

Tonight was no exception.

He didn’t want to go home because he didn’t want to see the cold expression on her face. He didn’t need to deal with her frigid attitude now. For that matter, he had also lost interest in having sex with her. Something felt off when he did her that day.

Staring at the whiskey in his glass, he chuckled coldly.

She knew just how to make him sick!

He drank himself to a stupor and lay down on the black and gold bar counter, murmuring Gwynn’s name.

Then, someone patted him gently.

“It’s you, Gwynn.” He was lingering between the lines of unconsciousness and soberness. The hair on the back of his neck stood up as he called out her name. At the next moment, his blurry vision started to clear and he saw who actually stood before him.

It was Gianna.

He lost interest in the matter of a second. Pour