Skylar poured some wine for herself and downed the content in one gulp, glass after glass.
Tobias stopped her. “That’s enough. You have a low alcohol tolerance.”
She drank a whole bottle of wine. In her drunken stupor, she promised never to hold on to the thought of marrying him. Her mother’s plan had backfired.
Skylar was too naive to think that a dinner with her mom could soften his view on marriage.
After a while, Tobias refilled her glass instead of stopping her from drinking. In the end, Skylar lay her head on the table as she felt the alcohol work its way in her empty stomach.
Miranda continued the conversation with Tobias outside the private room, away from her daughter.
However, he was worried about leaving Skylar alone in the room. He checked on her a few times before heading to the corridor to smoke. “Ms. Watt, just tell me what is on your mind. I’m all ears.”
Miranda thought differently.
She didn’t understand what he said at the table just now, so she asked, “Can you be honest with me? Will you marry Skylar? You are much older than her. She’s still young. It will ruin her reputation if both of you were to split up in the future. Will any man want a used woman? A guy needs to be responsible to the woman when both of them are living together, right?”
Miranda had resorted to forcing him to marry her daughter. It was exactly what Tobias hated most.
He kept his reply as vague as possible. “Well, that depends on the future. As of now, I can certainly tell you we will not be getting married because we have different views and personality. We need more time to know each other.”
Finally, Miranda understood his stand. However, she was not surprised by his answer. The wealthy possessed a similar trait; they were extremely smart and calculative. Her method didn’t work because she couldn’t outsmart him.
Skylar was still sprawled on the table when Tobias returned to the private room. She opened her eyes when he helped her up.
Tobias had firsthand experience dealing with a drunk Skylar.
She couldn’t even stand on her own, and she was extremely unpredictable. Skylar could be grinning like a fool this minute, but the next, she would grab him by the collar and start cursing like now. “Tobias, wipe the smugness off your face. One day, you will be f*cking begging me to f*cking marry you. I still have lots of admirers courting me.”
She was feeling nauseous and dejected.
However, Tobias simply smiled and said, “Alright… I am looking forward to that day.”
Skylar couldn’t recall how she got back home. When she woke up on the bed in the room, she was wearing Tobias’ shirt. Her entire body felt weak. And she was having a hangover.
Tobias was sitting next to the bed with a laptop was sitting on his lap. Once she woke up, he closed his laptop and put it aside.
“How did I come back on yesterday?” Skylar couldn’t remember a thing.
She saw the used condom in the trash. There were bloodstains on it. She could only imagine how rough he had been with her the night before. Tobias is such an animal. He didn’t even leave me alone when I was drunk. What’s with the blood? It wasn’t my first time. Don’t tell me he used it with someone else?
