A One Night Stand With My Boss

Erica didn't seem to notice Wesley's unease as she joked, "Don't be so picky! One of these days, I'll introduce you to some stunning girls."

Wesley managed a weak smile and responded with a casual nod.

"I'm going to the restroom," Erica said.

As she walked away, Wesley's eyes trailed after her until she was out of sight. He then turned to Camila and asked in a low voice, "Is she still with that guy?" Camila nodded, "Yeah, it's her longest relationship so far."

Wesley let out a self-mocking chuckle.

"Are they... happy?" he asked quietly.

Camila gave him a sympathetic look. She knew how he felt about Erica and understood his current turmoil. She nodded gently, "They seem really happy together." Wesley was silent for a moment before forcing a bitter smile.

"Haven't you moved on yet?" Camila asked.

Wesley looked down, biting his lower lip, "After all these years, it feels like there's no room for anyone else in my heart."

He then looked up, trying to smile, "Once she's had her fun, she'll see me, right?"

Camila's emotions were a mix of pity and helplessness as she looked at him.

A while later, Erica returned, and the food started arriving. Wesley picked up his fork and began eating mechanically, as if the food had no flavor.

Noticing Wesley's glum demeanor, Erica asked with concern, "Wesley, what's up? Don't you like the food?"

Wesley looked up, forcing a weak smile, "It's nothing, I'm probably just tired."

"Tired?" Erica teased. "It's not like you just flew in from overseas and are jet-lagged." She blinked, "Is something on your mind? Tell me, maybe I can help you figure it out." Wesley chuckled lightly, "After dinner, how about I come over to your place for a drink?"novelbin

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Erica hesitated, frowning slightly, "That might be tough. My boyfriend's a bit clingy, and we're living together now."

"Living together?" Wesley asked, shocked.

He hadn't realized Erica had taken such a big step with her boyfriend. It hit him hard.

Wesley fell silent, trying to calm the storm inside him.

Erica nodded and gently patted Wesley's shoulder, "Let's have a drink now!"

She ordered a few bottles of beer. Camila didn't drink, so she quietly kept them company.

Wesley picked up a bottle, tilted his head back, and took a large gulp The cold liquid flowed down his throat, washing away some of his inner turmoil.

They started reminiscing about the past, those happy moments that seemed so close yet were now out of reach.

His heart was full of regret and reluctance, unsure how to face this reality.

Camila, noticing a dozen empty bottles under the table, asked worriedly, "Wesley, have you had too much?" Erica nodded.

Wesley shook his head, trying to stay coherent, "No, I'm not drunk."

"You've had too much, let me walk you home," Erica insisted.

Wesley stubbornly shook his head, "No need, I can make it on my own."

Erica and Camila exchanged a helpless fook. Camila then suggested, “You've been drinking too. Det's call a cab to take him

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