Rewriting My Heart's Fate (Ethan and Evelyn) novel Chapter 196

Chapter 196 

Keeping it from tyla, Antoine agreed. Halt an bons later, he pushes the door open and stepped into the private usoni, 

than was nursing a drink, and halt a bottle of red wine sat empty on the table. He had acigarette dangling from his left hand and was fiddling with his phone win he trally locked up at the sound. 

As Ethan’s friend, Antene had watched him change bit by bit over the past six monilis. 

Smoking, drinking, and growing increasingly withdrawn–ever since that lauite won Landed him in the hospital, he hadn’t fully recovered, and he looked like a shell of his tennet self… 

Antoine sighed and walked over. “How’s the wound healing? You’re still smoking?” 

“Asthing happening with Evelyn lately?” Ethan asked, extinguishing the cigarette in the ashtray. 

Antoine hesitated, staring at Ethan for a long moment without saying thing. 

Ethan held his gaze. “Lyla told you not to say thing? t that’s the case, then don’t.” 

Heterod a smile and poured Antoine a drink “Want to join me? It’s been ages since we’ve had a drink together. You’re getting a little forgetful.” 

Antoine sat down next to Ethanaising his glass, “Lyla she’s a bit clueless. I can’t help but worry about her.” 

Ethan didn’t respond, clinking his glass against Antoine’s, 

After a few rounds, both of them were starting to feel the effects of the alcohol 

Ethan leaned back against the couch, staring up at the vintage, luxurious crystal chandelier. “Antoine, I really envy you.” 

His voice was low, heavy with sadness, regret, and reluctance. “I envy that you’re with someone you care about, that you can be so close to each other. “Antoine, I used to think there was nothing I couldn’t achieve if 1 just worked hard enough. But with Evelyn, I can feel she likes me. I know she cares, but there’s this inexplicable barrier between us 

feels like no matter how hard I try, I just can’t get over it.” Ethanchucded sadly. “Antoine, I don’t know what to do 

anymore.” 

Artine feita pang of sympathy for him. After a moment of silence, he hesitated before speaking, “Ethan, maybe you and Evelyn really don’t have a future together or letting go might be the best outcome for both of you right now.” 

“But it hans.” Ethan raised his hand to cover his eyes, his voice dry and hoarse. “I’ve tried, and it really hurts” 

Antoine wanted to utter more advice, but he realized it was one of those things one had to feel for themselves. In the end, he stayed silent. 

Just then. Antoine phone buzzed on the table, and he set his drink down to answer it.