Boyce sighed and was thinking this guy was done, “Of course I mean who do you love? Theresa or Phoebe. Was it that hard for you to figure things out? You are an adult now. If you still love Phoebe then tell Theresa about it. You still have time to make her up. But it will be hard to make up just with money I think.”
Armand poured a full glass of wine and drank it in one go, then he frowned, “I no longer love Phoebe. I’m done with her.”
“So you mean, you love Theresa?” Boyce asked curiously.
“But she wants to leave me.” Armand was annoyed, “I don’t know what to do to win her trust back.”
“Her sense of security is from you.” Boyce patted on his shoulder, “You have to confess yourself to her if you want to save your relationship.”
No one could help except himself.
He had to do it himself.
Click, the door of the private room was opened, they both looked back at the same time, seeing Cormac come in.
Cormac glanced at the wine and pulled out a chair for himself and sat down.
Armand and Boyce kept silent.
“Sampson is in jail.” Because his case was not a death sentence, they only extended the sentence and he had to stay in jail for more time. Cormac hummed and seemed not in a good mood.
After Boyce said the news to Cormac, no one kept on saying anything. The private room was quiet and everyone was sitting there awkwardly. “How about we order some food? I haven’t had dinner yet, how about you?” Boyce tried to say something to make the environment less awkward. But still, no one answered him.
Armand drank one more glass of wine.
Boyce thought, ‘What happened? Were they all in a bad mood?’
“Let’s have something to eat first. We can talk while eating.” Boyce ordered a lot of food.
He broke the silence first, “Cormac, why you seem in a bad mood?”
He knew Armand was trapped by love, but Cormac should live a happy life since he as wife and children, his business is also good, what was bothering him? Boyce totally understood Armand but not Cormac. He was quite confusing.0000
Boyce told the waiter to take a clean glass over and poured the alcohol for him, “Why don’t you tell me?”
Cormac glanced sideways at him, “When did you become such a gossip?”
Boyce sighed, “I was thinking like, it’s almost new year, thinking that the three of us can get together and talk to you about Sampson, who knows that I come to see Armand drinking alone in depression because of many troubles, I thought that it’d be good if you came, who knows that you’re not in a good mood either.”
Cormac lifted the glass of alcohol that Boyce poured, drank it all in one go, loosened his collar, and put down the alcohol glass heavily… Loredana had brought the two children there today.
He could clearly sense that Loredana and Victoria were pretty close.
They didn’t seem like they had met each other for so many times, but they seemed very close.
That made him felt uneasy.
They could be so close, it would mean that they secretly contacted each other.
But Loredana had never taken the initiative to mention about her and Victoria.
“Boyce, what should I do to get Theresa back?” Armand was quite drunk, he stood up swaying as he put his arm on Boyce’s neck, “She was very determined of leaving, I really don’t know what I should do.” Boyce frowned and spoke in disdain, “You reek of alcohol, get away from me.”
The more Boyce said that, the tighter Armand held him, “Getting held in my arms is respectful for you, you’re so old but you don’t even have a woman, you’re even sadder than me.” Boyce was speechless.
“If it were me, I would leave you too.” Boyce made him feel worse.
Armand was sad, but he didn’t resent him.
He usually wouldn’t let him off.
Boyce sighed, “Look at you, so tipsy, use your sincerity if you want to get her back, it’s best to talk about it clearly and draw a clear line with Phoebe, you should give her a sense of security.”
“What is sense of security?” Armand stood up and patted his own chest, “I have explained to her that Phoebe was just my first love and we have broken up, I had no feelings for her since long ago, but she just won’t believe me, I said that there’s nothing between me and Phoebe, she won’t believe me.”
“Did you meet Phoebe and she saw it?” Boyce asked.
He felt that Theresa wouldn’t have such resolute attitude for no reason.
Armand sniffed, “Phoebe said she left me back then because she couldn’t have a child and she didn’t want to trouble me, now she comes back because she can’t forget me, she keeps asking me to be with her for a night…”
“What?” Boyce banged the table in annoyance, “Armand, do you have a brain? You’re married, you were together with your ex girlfriend for the night? Are you crazy?”
“We didn’t do anything, just simply staying in her house for the night, I thought that it was not her fault for leaving back then, so I just compromised.” Armand spoke softer and softer, he felt that he was wrong for that matter and he should have told Theresa in advance.
“Now, how can I get her back?” Armand asked.
Boyce shrugged, “I can not do anything, but I think you should still use sincerity…”
Buzz…
At that time, Cormac’s cellphone inside his pocket rang, he took his cellphone out, seeing the caller ID on the screen, his eyes looked serious as he pressed the accept button and put it by his ear.
“It’s me.”
Cormac softly said yes.
“Bring them over tomorrow noon.”
Cormac softly said yes again.
The other side hung up, he then put his cellphone down too.
Boyce looked at him, “Your uncle?”
Cormac didn’t speak, he looked serious without saying anything, Boyce was quite for some time, he then lifted his hand to pour the alcohol, smiled, and said, “Even if you don’t like getting advantage of the Harris family, and you’re not even willing to use the Harris family reputation for your convenience, he still treats you well, I don’t understand what you’re worried about.”
“Loredana and Victoria are close…”
At that time, the door of the room was opened.
Cormac stopped talking and glanced, leaning back calmly to avoid the light, his entire face was in the dark.
The waiters wore the same clothes, lined up, and put the dishes one by one to the table.
In the end, the waiter said, “Call me again if there’s anything you need.”
Boyce waved his hand, “I got it, get out.”
The waiter bowed, left the room, and closed the door.
New Book: Beginning with a Daring Encounter
Celsie was tired of being labeled as an introvert, workaholic, and dull virgin by her friends. Determined to prove them wrong, she made a bet that she would do something daring on her 25th birthday. Now that the day had arrived, it was time to fulfill her promise. On her daring to-do list, there was one task: a one-night stand with someone.