Rewriting My Heart's Fate (Ethan and Evelyn) novel Chapter 104

Chapter 104 

After a while, I turned to Liam. “How about we grab a drink? My treat.” 

Liam glanced at me, looking a bit surprised. “You? Drinking?” 

I turned my head and gave him a mock smile. “Not only can I drink, I bet I could drink you under the table. Want to test it out?” 

“Seriously? You?” Liam took the bait, immediately turning the car around. “Alright, let’s see.” 

Soon, we arrived at a club. It wasn’t normal business hours yet, but with Liam’s money, he quickly got us a private room and ordered an entire lineup of colorful drinks. 

I wanted to drink and vent all my frustration. When the server brought the drinks, I grabbed a glass, poured myself a drink, and downed it in one go. 

I had a serious stomach condition, so I usually avoided alcohol. I hated pain, and I stayed away from anything that caused it. 

But Jack’s manipulation had left me feeling awful. I needed to vent, to drink until I was drunk, and then pick myself up to fight again. Liam wasn’t much of a drinker, and after a few glasses, he was already rambling nonsense. Holding a glass in one hand and a cushion in the other, he slumped beside me. 

“Eve, why should the grudges of the past generation be carried by the next?” he asked. “If someone has a kid but doesn’t love them, why even bring them into the world?” 

I felt dizzy as I curled up in the corner of the couch, hugging my knees. I thought about what he said momentarily, then shook my head. “I don’t know.” 

“Right?” Liam’s expression turned somber. “I’ve thought about it for many years and still haven’t figured it out. I thought a straight- A student like you would have the answer.” 

He gave me a crooked smile, then flopped onto the couch, crossing his legs and shaking them on the coffee table. “Turns out you’re just as clueless as I am.” 

I hated being called clueless. I worked my way into one of the top universities in the country through sheer determination, and I was the second–highest scorer in Yardville. 

“I’m definitely not as clueless as you!” I grabbed a pillow and whacked him in the face. “I was a top student! Keep talking nonsense, and I’ll hit you again!” 

Caught off guard, Liam choked, making an oddly pig–like squeal. 

I couldn’t help but burst out laughing. 

He stared at me, stunned, sitting upright with his bangs standing straight up from my hit. It made him look exactly like some troublemaker in a soap opera. “Why’d you hit me?” 

I laughed even harder. Seeing me laugh so much, Liam started laughing too. 

After about a bottle and a half of wine, we both lay on the couch, staring at the ceiling.