Chapter 262

"Come on, stop drinking." Tyler grabbed the bottle out of Malcolm's hand. The moment he left the hotel, Malcolm started drinking. Half the room was covered in bottles, and they were scattered all over the place. Malcolm burped and stepped on the bottles around the floor, making a clattering sound. At that moment, he was not the confident, enthusiastic, and uplifting man he was usually. His eyes were red and bloodshot, and he reeked of alcohol. He lay there, enveloped in a haze of sadness. All he could think of was how Yasmine looked when said she ‘fine.’ She was so calm, casual, and without a care in the world. "She lied to me! "Am I a fool?!” He could not accept that he was lied to by someone he had trusted for over a decade. He used to genuinely love Yasmine like a little sister, giving her whatever she wanted and doing whatever she wanted because they were childhood friends. After they had sex, she became someone more for him. She was someone he liked. He just did not r