Vincent took her aside, heading toward the bar where he ordered two drinks for himself and Vera.
"Drink up."
"I'm not in the mood for alcohol, Vincent."
"What?... Why?" Vincent asked in slight annoyance.
Vera could only feign a headache as she replied with her palm on her head. "I'm sorry, but I'm not feeling too well so I can't partake in any alcohol today."
"... I see," Vincent muttered through gritted teeth. Vera had an idea as to what Vincent was playing at, after all, she'd dated him long enough to figure out his temperament.
Vincent most likely wished to get her drunk so he could have his way with her which was what he'd always wanted to do when they were dating.
Whenever he tried to get in, and she refused, he always got mad, and after numerous attempts, he ended up cheating
