"Come on, come on, it's the big day for your buddy, have a couple of drinks with me."
Jayden Maguire's mood at the moment could only be described as "feeling freaking awesome."
He dragged Wyatt Perry down to the basement wine cellar to drink, taking out all of Wyatt Perry's private collections, determined to drink till they dropped.
Wyatt Perry's stomach had only recently gotten a bit better, so he just sipped half a glass, but Jayden Maguire kept pouring one glass after another, as if the wine cost nothing—well, it didn't cost his money, after all.
After two bottles of red wine, Jayden Maguire finally slowed down.
He had been laughing all the while, but at last, he couldn't keep up the smile, and he became melancholic.
Seeing the look of hurt on his face, Wyatt Perry knew he was thinking about his former girlfriend, who had been sacrificed.
Life is always about losing a lot before you finally gain.
You learn to cherish only after you've lost.