Chapter 53

After Leon left, Gavin shoved Chantelle away and stumbled out of the cafe alone, looking utterly distraught. She quickly followed him and watched him walk straight into a bar. A glint flashed in her eyes as she lowered her gaze and tailed him inside. Gavin had never been to such bars. The moment he stepped in, he found himself instantly enveloped by the overwhelming smells of alcohol and tobacco. Spotting a few empty barstools at the counter, he chose one in the farthest corner. The bartender—a young man with a crew cut—noticed Gavin's expensive fit and disheveled state, and immediately knew he had been troubled by a heartbreak. The bartender handed Gavin a menu, but the latter didn't even bother to glance at it. "Give me the strongest drink you've got." A strong cocktail was soon placed in front of him. He downed it in one go, feeling the liquid burning down his throat like fire. Glass after glass, he lost count of how many he had drunk until his stomach couldn't take it anymore