Chapter 1507: Chapter 1607

Carlos threw up his hands in frustration.

“And that’s when she got really mad.

”

I hadn’t expected this twist so I fell silent.

Carlos slouched back in his seat, grumbling, “I don’t understand why she’s taking it out on me.

It’s not like I drove Debra away.

What’s the point of her directing all this anger at me?”

Caleb’s POV:

When I heard what happened to Debra, my mood sank.

“I see,” I replied to Carlos, not really feeling like talking.

I thought the alcohol earlier had lifted my bad mood, but when Carlos brought it up, I realized it was still there, hiding inside me.

It just needed a little push to come out.

Carlos asked cautiously, “What happened between you and Debra? Do you want to talk about it?”

After the morning’s lesson, Carlos was more careful this time.

He added, “You don’t have to if you don’t want to.

As for Sally…”

“I’ll explain,” I said, cutting Carlos off, and taking a sip from my glass.

“Debra left with Andrew today, and I’m still figuring out how I feel about it.

”

“Huh?” Carlos reacted with surprise, just as I expected.

In a hushed tone, I continued, “My feelings for Debra have faded a lot since she disappeared.

But seeing her leave with someone else this morning made me uncomfortable.

I’m not sure what’s going on in my head.

”

Carlos stated confidently, “Isn’t it obvious? You still love her.

”

I shook my head, saying, “No, I don’t think I love her as much as I used to.

If I did, I would have gone after her.

But this time, I didn’t.

Carlos, I’m really confused.

”

Carlos placed a firm hand on my shoulder, offering serious reassurance.

“Don’t overthink it, Caleb.

You must be hurting a lot.

Maybe you’re so hurt that you’re numb.

I’ve seen you and Debra together all this time.

I’m certain you love her.

”

Carlos made it sound so simple.

I stayed silent, pouring another glass of wine and finishing it in one go.

I just hoped the alcohol would make me forget all this confusion and pain, make me stop thinking about it.

But even after drinking several bottles, I was still painfully sober, and the image of Debra leaving kept haunting me.

Carlos couldn’t bear to see me drink more and more.

He tried to intervene.

“Caleb, don’t drink so much.

”

Just then, a familiar figure walked up to us.

“Hey, Carlos, Alpha.

Good evening!”

I glanced up to see Alexandria approaching, dressed beautifully.

She looked even more stunning than she did at work.

Her presence lit up the crowded bar.

Carlos and I were both surprised.

Carlos asked the question on my mind.

“Alexandria, I thought you were heading home.

Why are you here?”