Even if he didn’t want to wait anymore, he had no choice.
Terry had no choice but to leave early.
After Terry left, Armand winked flirtatiously at Cormac across the desk, “How did I do, Cormac?”
Cormac didn’t even look at him, he just threw a file on the table, “Enough playing around. Go back and meet your grandma.”
“Can you not talk a bit pleasantly?” Armand lost his calm when Cormac mentioned his grandma.
He was about the same age as Cormac, but he had a more outgoing personality and had not still gotten married. His parents had passed away early and his grandma had raised him. She hoped he could get married soon and have children, but he didn’t want to get married and only wanted to play around.
He had lost all enthusiasm for love and emotions.
“You still have to compensate for the last time you stood me up.” Armand took out his cellphone, “I will call Boyce and find a good place and then we will go have a drink together. It has been a long time since we last got together.”
He dialed the number on his phone.
“What’s up? Cormac is free today. Shall we go out?”
Boyce was also a busy person. He was not from City B; he had stayed there after graduating from the university. To make a career in City B he had made a lot of efforts.
“Oh! I am actually free today too. Tell me where you are. I will come right away.”
Armand looked at the time, “Let’s eat first, come to Join & Share Manor. Their view and the food both are great.”
“Okay, you arrange it.”
Basically, for their meet-ups, Armand always found the place and Cormac paid.
There was no other way since Cormac was the richest.
Late in the evening, Boyce drove to the WY Tower, looking for Armand and Cormac.
Together, they drove three separate cars to Join & Share Manor.
As Cormac parked the car in the parking lot and got off, he saw the car that he had given to Loredana parked besides his car.
“Hey, Cormac, isn’t this your car? What is it doing here?”
Armand also recognized the car at a glance.
Cormac glanced inside and he realized that Loredana was probably here too.
However, Armand’s heart was burning with the desire to gossip. Did Cormac lend his car to someone?
“A guy or a woman?” Armand walked over and winked at Cormac, “Aren’t you trying to win your ex-
wife back? What’s up with the sudden change of preference?”
“Fuck off!” Cormac gave him a sideways glance.
Boyce smiled, “Why are you like this? Why do you still behave so childishly?”
“You behave childishly!” Armand jumped on Boyce’s back and put his arms around his neck, “Hey!
Have you seen his ex-wife?”
Boyce nodded honestly, “Yeah.”
Cormac got married six years ago. It was actually a secret marriage and not one that Cormac wanted.
He didn’t introduce her to him. At that time, he was really busy during the promotional period. Soon,
Cormac got divorced and he had no chance to meet her.
If Abbott hadn’t contacted him for help that day, he would have never seen her.
Abbott had told him that now Cormac seemed to care about his ex-wife, but he also understood why he had begun to care about her.
It must be because of the children.
The other day, he had seen Samuel who looked around five or six years old; the timing checked out.
Entering the Join & Share Manor, there were pavilions and kiosks everywhere. Red lanterns lit up the winding corridor that led to the lobby.
As soon as they walked in, a server came over.
“Mr. Bernie?”
“Yes.” Armand had naturally used his name when reserving the place.
“Please follow me!” The server walked ahead of them, leading them to a private room.
The room was very spacious with sandalwood table and chairs carved with intricate patterns turning the atmosphere classically antique.
The private rooms here were different from other places. They were not actually rooms but rather long corridors separated into small rooms using screens. Each screen had a different pattern on it for each room.
The server handed over the menu and Armand took it quickly, “I will order the dishes as I know how to eat.”
Boyce clicked his tongue and smiled.
Armand narrowed his eyes at him, “What the fuck are you smiling at?”
“How do you call yourself a highly educated and sophisticated lawyer but can’t even speak in a civilized manner?”
“I have to behave myself at work all day. This is my personal time; can’t I loosen up a bit? Are any of you as tired as I am?”
“Oh, fuck off!” Boyce didn’t bother to respond to him. He opened a law firm and all the cases went to the lawyers working in his firm. He had not even been to court in a long time.
What did he know about being tired?
Armand cleared his throat, “You should speak more civilly, can’t you see there’s a person here?”
He deliberately winked at Boyce, indicating at the female server.
“Nut job!” Boyce didn’t bother to care too much about him.
Cormac seemed too silent. He sat between them but looked like they didn’t exist to him. He was holding his cellphone in his hands, rubbing his fingers back and forth on the screen. He wanted to call
Loredana and ask her if she was here, but seeing the other two besides him, he gave up the idea.
After ordering the dishes, Armand handed the menu back to the server and said, “Please be quick.”
“Sure.”
Soon, in about half an hour the food was served.
Armand opened a bottle of wine and filled their glasses one by one, “This is too boring with just us three.”
“Who else are you looking for? Phoebe?”
“Don’t try to pick on my scabs.” Armand glared at him.
Boyce smiled, “Are you still hung up on it?”
Phoebe Lewis was Armand’s first love. He dated her in university. He loved her very much but they had broken up later.
He had never revealed why he broke up with her.
All Boyce knew was that Phoebe had become a taboo for him. Not only he never let anyone say it, but he had also never been in love again. He had many women around him but he never felt true love again and just played around with them.
“Tell me something, does a person’s feeling come from love or from sex?” Armand took a sip of wine and frowned at the taste, “Nice.”
“Shouldn’t we ask you this? You have the most experience.” Boyce also sipped on his wine.
Armand pointed at Cormac with his chin and said, “We should ask him. Back then, didn’t he and Helen got together in the first place because they slept together?”
He began to date her because he felt responsible for spending a night with her, but after she deceived him, he didn’t want her anymore.
Was this to be in love? Or to be heartless?
Cormac glanced at him, “Do you have nothing better to do?”
“We are alone here. I am telling the truth. You took her virginity and then threw her away. You are a pretty bad guy!” Armand had had two glasses of wine and his voice was now considerably loud.
A few women were sitting in the room besides theirs and they were all taken aback at his loud voice.
Allison reacted strongly, “Sure enough, not all men are good.”
Theresa had chosen this place because it had good ratings on the internet. The food and atmosphere were all good but she hadn’t expected the rooms to just be separated by thin screens and to not be soundproof at all.
Loredana felt that the voice was a little familiar, so she gently moved towards the screen to look into the other room through the small gap.
She saw Armand’s arm resting on Cormac’s shoulder, “Seriously, did you even like Helen? Or were you just taking responsibility after sleeping with her?”
Loredana held her breath I inexplicably, but she also wanted to know the answer.
She clutched her chair nervously.
Cormac took a sip of wine, “A bit.”
He had never felt his heart move because of Helen, and it was indeed his sense of responsibility of spending the night with her that made him stay with her. Even though his memory was blurred, he still remembered the feeling of that night.
If he didn’t like her, he wouldn’t have remembered it.
So, it was like… a bit.
Armand said, “That is to say, if it starts with sex, more feelings can be evoked?”
After all, when Cormac hadn’t slept with Helen, he didn’t have any feelings for her. After sleeping with her once, he did begin to like her a little bit. So, sex could amplify the feelings of love?
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.
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