Hope It's Not Too Late to Love

Chapter 978

Chapter 978 A Hint of Affection

Or else he is going to cling to me while he cries for Vania. I'm too vulnerable for that.

Thomas only let out a wry chuckle as he gulped his wine down.

It was obvious he wasn't going to stop until he got drunk.

"What more can I be planning to do? I'll just play it by ear." Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

"That's not necessarily a bad thing." Liam then added, "I just hope that Yvonne will finally come to terms with everything and live the rest of her life in peace."

That would still be better than her losing her life in the end.

When Liam was talking, Thomas had downed a few more glasses of wine on his own.

Despite having a high alcohol tolerance, he was already tipsy after having a few drinks.

Subconsciously, he reached out and grabbed Liam's hand.

Liam immediately froze when he felt Thomas' hand on his. Gathering his thoughts, he yelped. "Bro, you've had one too many!"

Why is he drunk already?

We haven't even gotten down to business!

Thomas giggled at that. "How can I be drunk when I've only had so little?"

However, his blurry eyes held a hint of affection when he lifted his head and gazed at Liam.

That look in his eyes was, unfortunately, all too familiar to Liam.

Thomas might claim that he hadn't drunk a lot, but he was now propping his forehead with his hand as a new emotion appeared in his eyes.

"I'll send you home now." It'll be troublesome if he gets drunk.

"No!" Thomas huffed as he fervidly rejected Liam's offer to take him back. He was adamant about not going back.

After gulping down another mouthful of wine, he muttered, "Stay with me, please?"

He sounded like he was pleading, but it felt like something else to Liam—it was as though Thomas' words were meant for Vania.

Just what is going on? Liam was exasperated.

I wanted to help him with his troubles and yet, I ended up being in the company of a drunkard.

Thomas had downed a few more glasses of wine in that short amount of time.

Seeing this, Liam could only try to persuade him. "Don't drink too much."

Anyone would get drunk if they drank without restraint like Thomas.

"Just let me drink…" Thomas suddenly raised his chin. He then opened his mouth and uttered painfully, "Van… You have finally come to see me."

Ugh… Liam felt goosebumps all over his body the moment he heard the way Thomas addressed him.

This punk called Vania by her name properly last time. Why the hell is he calling her by such a corny nickname now?

Does the way he addresses her evolve when he's in his drunken stupor?

Liam wanted to tell Thomas that he had too much to drink and that Liam wasn't Vania, but he eventually decided against it after giving it a thought. Succumbing to his playful side, he asked Thomas, "Is there something you want to tell me?"

I'll just act like I'm Vania for the time being.

Thomas, who actually believed that the person in front of him was Vania, immediately put on a sincere and bright grin. "I didn't think you would want to see me again."

It seems like he still subconsciously knows that Vania doesn't want to see him. Liam quietly played the role of a listener before Thomas added, "I do love you."

This again! If my memory serves me right, he confessed as well when he was drunk back then, didn't he?

Don't tell me he will do what he did last time?!

Liam immediately took two steps back when he recalled the kiss that Thomas sent his way out of nowhere.

Sure enough, Thomas started waddling after him.

"F*cking hell…"

The gentle and elegant Liam couldn't help but curse.

"Thomas Kepler, I swear I'm going to find you a woman if you keep acting this way!" Liam grumbled even though he knew that there was a high possibility Thomas had no clue what he was talking about.

After all, he knew he couldn't handle his rutting friend.

Surprisingly, Thomas seemed to understand what Liam said. He immediately shook his head and blurted out, "I don't want any other woman. I only want you."