James' POV
I was very agitated after returning to the bar. I did not see the point of doing so much.
I glanced at the bar counter which was full of women, so I booked a VIP room, not wanting anyone to disturb me.
My purpose was very simple. That was to get drunk.
I didn't want to think too much. I could only ease the anguish in my heart and stop thinking about her when I was drunk.
I saw her tonight. She was so charming that I really wanted to hold her in my arms and bring her home.
But I always did things against my mind.
Why did I hit that man? Why did I continue kissing her despite her anger?
Thinking of this, I downed the whiskey in my glass.
Lucas originally said that he would drink with me, but I refused.
He now had a girlfriend. It was better for him to be with his girlfri
