Chapter 399: He’s my everything
Lucius shut the door of Zayne’s room quietly before making his way back to the living room. Tonight had been heavy with drinks, and deep conversations with all of his friends. He couldn’t help but worry about Zayne, who was still coping with June’s betrayal.
As he crossed the room, his gaze landed on Roger, still seated in the armchair, a glass of alcohol clutched in his hand.
"Why aren’t you asleep yet?" Lucius asked, stopping beside the couch.
Roger lifted his gaze, his eyes slightly hazy from the alcohol. "Boss," he murmured, pausing as if searching for words. "I’m just... not sleepy yet."
Lucius sank onto the couch, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees. "What’s on your mind now?"
Roger exhaled heavily, his fingers tightening around the glass. "I feel so damn unlucky," he admitted, his voice tinged with frustration.
Lucius studied him for a moment before responding. "You’re not unlucky in love, Roger. Sylvia never truly wanted to be with you. That’s just how it was. Feelings have to go both ways. She wasn’t willing to understand you."
Roger shook his head. "I’m not talking about Sylvia," he muttered, his voice lower now, almost vulnerable. "I had real feelings for Varya. I didn’t expect anything from her, but I hoped, just a little that she’d see me. That she’d give me a chance. I never wanted to force anything, but I carried that tiny hope with me."
Lucius observed him closely. Roger was drunk, and in this state, he let his guard down, something he would never do when sober. When clear-headed, he was the kind of man who brushed off his worries with an easy smile, burying his burdens beneath nonchalance. But now in his drunk state, he was an open book.