?Chapter 562:


    He had warned Kristian before. But some lessons can’t be taught with words. People only really learn once they’re forced to deal with the consequences.


    Kristian didn’t argue. He took every word without flinching, epting it all.


    By the time they left, it was already midnight.


    Although Gerard had gone home earlier that evening, he was still worried about Kristian. So when Zander called, Gerard didn’t hesitate toe pick them up.


    Kristian and Zander took the back seat. From the moment they got in, Kristian seemed drunk, though he wasn’t—he just didn’t feel like talking and didn’t want to open his eyes.


    Gerard didn’t know what was going on. It was the first time he’d ever seen Kristian so out of it.


    While driving, he nced in the mirror and asked Zander, “Mr. Loftus, how much did Mr. Shaw drink tonight?”


    “Not much.”


    “Not much? And he’s like this?” Gerard looked genuinely surprised.


    Zander gave Kristian a quick nce, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “It’s not the alcohol—it’s the emotions.”


    Gerard got it instantly. Kristian wasn’t drunk. He was just drowning in feelings.


    “You guys here on business?” Zander asked.


    “Not exactly. Mr. Shaw’s been chasing his ex-wife,” Gerard answered sincerely. “He’s even relocated the office to the branch in Alerith.”


    Zander raised an eyebrow, a little taken aback. “Do you know what happened between him and Freya?”


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    Gerard didn’t answer right away. He checked the rearview mirror, and seeing no objection from Kristian, he went ahead and told the truth.


    “He thought she would always love him no matter what. But she doesn’t believe in getting back with exes,” he said clearly, with a vivid sort of honesty.


    Zander chuckled under his breath.


    Kristian was left speechless. The heavy mood he’d been in took a hit from Gerard’s blunt honesty.


    He couldn’t believe the guy never ran out of ways to provoke him.


    Half an hourter, Gerard dropped them off at home.


    While Zander headed for a shower, Kristian, still slumped on the sofa and clearly not in great spirits, called Gerard over.


    Gerard looked at him with his usual straightforwardness. “What did you mean by what you said in the car?”


    “Exactly what it sounded like.”


    “Who told you that’s what I was thinking?”


    “Aren’t you just banking on your good looks and assuming Ms. Briggs would never walk away from you?” Gerard asked inly, striking the nerve without hesitation.


    Kristian had nothing to say to that.


    He didn’t want to see Gerard’s face anymore. “Get out and close the door behind you. I don’t want to see you right now.”


    “Okay.” Gerard turned and left.


    Kristian watched the door shut, a storm of emotions swelling in his chest.


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