STEFAN’S POV
I didn't have much trouble getting Serene inside my suite because her intoxication seemed to have slightly worn off.
"Do you have any liquor here, Stefan?" she asked as she clumsily sat on the couch. I placed her suitcase next to the couch she was on.
"You're still drunk, why are you looking for another one?" I asked with a furrowed brow.
"Because this was the only way to forget everything," she replied sadly, and even though her eyes were watery from the alcohol, I could still see her sadness.
I sighed and grabbed a beer from the fridge. Fortunately, I made sure that the fridge was well-stocked, even though I didn't stay there often because I had a penthouse in my own hospital.
"Do you really mind if I ask why you're here with me instead of preparing for your wedding?"
