Chapter 408


    Upon hearing his question, the waiter promoted enthusiastically, “Our boss only provides the best. In this


    case, it’s the Firestone Walker Parab, an imperial stout with intense vors of ck cherry, dark


    chocte, and roasted coffee. This Parab beer pours with ck color and has a silky finish and sweet


    profile.”


    Tobias waved him away and nced at Skr whose face had already gone red. She plonked her ss


    heavily on the table, the action causing the beer to slosh over the rim.


    “Tobias Ford, you’re a jerk. You know that? It’s bad enough that you always treat me like a ragged doll,


    but aren’t you a man? Out of thirty days in a month, it’s like you’re in a bad mood ny percent of the


    time. That’s even worse than a PMS-ing woman. But you know what? It’s fine. I understand that you


    don’t wanna fullymit. That’s why you string me along like that. You said you don’t wanna get married


    and don’t like kids. I’m fine with all that. Really. But aren’t you worried that I might kick you to the curb


    one day if you keep taking me for granted like that? I’ve been very patient with you, you know? But just


    you wait. One day, when I’ve finally had enough of this, I won’t let you walk all over me like that


    anymore.”


    Skr was slumped in her seat as she used the liquid courage coursing through her veins to pour out all


    her pent-up frustrations, forcing Tobias to listen.


    Even after Tobias finished the remaining beer in Skr’s ss, she grabbed the empty ss, ced it


    against his lips, and tilted her head back, unwilling to waste even a single drop.


    “It seems like you’re very dissatisfied with me. What else are you dissatisfied with? Say it all out while


    you still can.”


    By then, Skr was already sprawled on the table. “Oh, there’s plenty more. Couples call each other


    sweet things like baby or darling. But you? You always force me to call you daddy in bed.”


    Tobias closed his eyes and took a deep, calming breath because Skr had spoken in a loud voice, as


    though she was afraid the other patrons couldn’t hear her.


    Opening his eyes, he denied in a t voice, “You must’ve confused me with someone else. I’ve never


    made such a dirty request.”


    Skr snapped in an agitated voice, “Who said you could speak? Just shush it and listen to me. You’re


    mean, cold, and heartless, and I have zero sense of security being with you. It’s good to maintain a


    distance, you said? Well, screw that. That’s not love. Love is when you can’t stand the thought of being


    away from each other. How can what we’re doing be considered dating? I’m just your f*ck buddy. You


    don’t know sh*t about dating.”


    Skr’s voice grew more slurred toward the end.


    Tobias merely listened in silence, not refuting at all.


    He only came to realize just how dissatisfied Skr was with him.


    Skr was already fast asleep, looking like an angel as shey quietly on the table with her longshes


    prettily fanned out against her cheeks.


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    Compared to the way she was verbally attacking him earlier, Tobias preferred this quiet version of her.


    She was truly a nuisance when drunk and he began to regret taking her out for a drink.


    Despite that, he still couldn’t stop himself from leaning toward Skr until their faces were only a hair’s


    breadth away.


    Then, he ced a chaste kiss on her cheek.


    Instead of bringing her home, he instructed the driver to bring them to a nearby hotel and not to bother


    about how many stars it had, as long as they could sleep there.


    The driver nced through the rearview mirror at Skr who had just been carried into the car, stifling a


    smile. Mr. Ford’s little girlfriend is really a handful.


    Skr was dead drunk. To avoid being photographed, Tobias used a handkerchief to cover her face


    when he carried her down the car.


    When checking into a room, the front desk employee nched in horror, thinking he was carrying a


    corpse over his shoulder.


    Tobias threw Skr onto the bed and loosened a few of his buttons before wiping her face clean with a


    hot, wet towel.


    After he was done, the snowy-white hotel towel came away red and ck due to the lipstick and


    mascara.


    After throwing the towel into the dustbin, Tobias went to the bathroom for a smoke and dialed Brayden’s


    number.