Chapter 162: One Down
Lyndon went out to go to the restroom and just stood there in front of the mirror, looking and staring at his reflection in the mirror. His eyes were swelled up and his heart aching. He could not bear to look at Dr. Deyna Song for too long, neither could he stop his urge of seeing that so familiar face with distant looks.
The pain was overwhelming because he could see Yera in her. At some point he felt that Yera was taunting her through Deyna with so much similarities. He was drunk but his mind was still clear.
He opened the faucet and looked at the man who was busy cleaning other cubicles inside the restroom. Tears rolled down from his eyes and he quickly washed his face, tried to sober himself up from the alcohol. Maybe he was already drunk that was why he was getting too emotional at that moment.
He pulled a tissue and quickly dried his face. After a few moments of composing himself, he let out a sigh before looking at himself one more time in the mirror. Then he gently patted his face and straightened his back and turned towards the door.
While he was walking, a waiter suddenly bumped into him. "Sir, I’m so sorry," the waiter said apologetically who had almost spilled some water on him. It was a good thing that he was able to dodge away quickly.
"Next time be more careful and pay attention," he irritably mumbled before he continued to walk back to his room.
He opened the door and his forehead creased when he saw Deyna.
"What are you doing?"
Deyna was leaning on his side of the table with tissue papers. She turned her head towards him and gave him an awkward smile while she muttered, "I’m so sorry. I was getting some of your whiskey and clumsily spilled it here. Don’t worry I removed it, whiskey did not spill your mobile, I managed to quickly remove it from there."
Lyndon walked at her first and grabbed the tissues from her hand. "Sitdown and continue eating... I’ll handle this." Lyndon countered as he wiped the spill then he checked his mobile phone.
Yera was still trembling because she was almost caught in the act. She bit her lip as she looked at Lyndon with sympathy. She tried two passwords, Lyndon’s birthday and the date they were officially engaged but they were both wrong. She contemplated and tried her birthday, that was the last thing she could think of, and shockingly, that was Lyndon’s password.