Viz's jaw tightened as he watched his wife walk away. The image of her smiling face as she thanked him for giving an honest answer etched itself into his mind. For some reason, her smile infuriated him, and he wanted to erase it from Nessa's face.
It would have been better if she frowned at him, or yelled at him. He would have even felt better if she cried and spewed curse words at him. But she didn't do that; instead, she just smiled.
He signaled the server to come over and took two glasses of wine from the tray. He drank the whole glass in one go, which surprised Zeki.
“Hey, Viz, that's not water. Are you planning to get drunk here?”
“I suddenly felt the urge to have a few more drinks,” he said, his jaw clenched and eyes sharp. “Drink with me,” he turned to his brother.
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