Roderick drank some wine as Victoria placed Franklin inside the Arnold's mansion and sat in the hall to wait for his return. A man with a flushed face walked in, his suit jacket lazily held in his hands, his tie loose, exuding a masculine aura.
Victoria stood up and went forward to ask, "How much did you drink?"
"Not much, just a few cups." Roderick smiled. Just now, in the bar, he had the urge to rush home.
After some thought, he realized that this single party was meaningless because he didn't want to celebrate being single. He needed to celebrate finding the rib bone in his body and a partner that he could spend the rest of his life with.
"Did you have a good time?" Victoria said as she picked up his suit and hung it on a rack.
"Well! It's not bad." Roderick replied lazily. A pair
