Chapter 272

"I..." Ethan started to say something, but the words caught in his throat. His eyes bloodshot, he downed another drink in one go, then forced a smile at the man beside him. "Forget it, it's all in the past. Tonight, we're getting wasted—no arguments, got it?" "Of course. Let's drink." Gripping his wine glass tightly, Ethan glanced back at Anna. That bitter twist in his gut tightened. She was supposed to be his. — She could feel someone staring—persistent and heavy, and no matter how distracted she tried to be, Anna still caught on. She glanced briefly at Ethan, draining his drink, then frowned ever so slightly. "What's wrong?" Julian had just wrapped up small talk with an executive when he turned back and noticed her zoning out. Following her gaze, he looked over as well. "Nothing." She stuck her tongue out a little and pulled her expression back to neutral in the blink of an eye. There had been a time when she held resentment toward Ethan, but now? It honestly surprised her—there was