Chapter 520:
“No,” Melvin replied after a brief pause, thinking back. Kristian hadn’t said a word about Gerard’s leave; he had simply hung up.
Gerard sighed in relief.
Just as Melvin was about to turn and leave, Gerard recalled something from the previous night. “Wait.”
Melvin looked back, his expression puzzled.
“You didn’t answer my question last night. Who’s the girl you have a crush on? What’s her name?” Gerard asked, his eyes filled with curiosity.
Melvin fell silent, unsure of how to respond.
Gerard had been drunk the entire night, yet somehow, he still remembered the events from the previous evening?
“No one,” Melvin replied finally, offering a vague answer, his tone impassive.
Seeing Melvin’s reaction, Gerard knew he wouldn’t get any more information. If he couldn’t drag it out of him while Melvin was drunk, he certainly wouldn’t be able to now. So, he decided not to press further.
“How did we get back?” Gerard asked, his gaze scanning the room. He noticed the new clothes laid out on the bedside table, still trying to piece together the events of the night.
He had been drunk the night before. But Melvin had been just as drunk.
So, how did they end up back here?
“The nightclub staff woke me up around 2 AM. Then I sobered up,” Melvin lied effortlessly, his expression unwavering, maintaining his usual composure. “So, I brought you here.”
“Is that so?” Gerard asked, his eyebrows arching in surprise. Without his usual glasses, his features softened, giving him a more approachable appearance.
𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙩: 𝙜ⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀﹒𝙘𝙤𝙢
Melvin maintained his usual composed demeanor. “Indeed.”
“Fine,” Gerard conceded with a slight nod. He added, his voice tinged with concern, “If you find yourself in a bad mood later, come and talk to me. It’s important not to bottle everything up.”
“Understood,” Melvin responded succinctly, his words as sparse as ever.
He didn’t stay much longer, swiftly grabbing his phone and exiting the hotel.
Gerard watched the door close behind Melvin, a knowing smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
Was Melvin under the impression he didn’t catch on to his little interrogation?
Choosing not to rise, Gerard massaged his temples, still clouded with sleepiness, and drew the blanket up to his chin, deciding to get some more rest. After all, Melvin had already taken care of his leave arrangements.
As he settled back against his pillows, his mind replayed the events of the previous night.
Though intoxicated, he wasn’t oblivious.
He distinctly remembered Melvin’s attempts to coax information from him. Normally, he would have clamped up, divulging nothing.
But this was Melvin, a friend from his younger days.
Moreover, Gerard felt it wasn’t right to keep silent about Kristian and Freya’s issue. If Melvin inquired, he would share the details. Whether Melvin chose to inform Freya, however, was another matter entirely.
Kristian would have his objections, and if it came to that, Gerard was ready to face them head-on. With these worries brushed aside, he surrendered to a deep sleep.
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