From time to time, Noah got so wasted that he’d simply sleep in one of the private rooms at the club. Once he woke up, it’d feel as if he just had a bad dream.

Tonight was no exception.

He didn’t want to go home because he didn’t want to see the cold expression on her face. He didn’t need to deal with her frigid attitude now. For that matter, he had also lost interest in having sex with her. Something felt off when he did her that day.

Staring at the whiskey in his glass, he chuckled coldly