Chapter 1168

Leon: “?”

He stared at Megan in disbelief.

Faced with such a clueless Megan, he didn’t even know whether to comfort her or scold her.

Honestly, if he’d been in that guy’s place, he wouldn’t have been kind to her either.

How could she say something like that with such confidence?

Leon was starting to wonder what on earth went on in Megan’s head.

Dragging another man’s wife out to a nightclub–never mind that she was her cousin’s wife–even if it were just a friend’s wife, it was completely out of line.

“So what are you planning to do now?” Leon asked at last.

Even as the words left his mouth, he couldn’t believe he was asking such a ridiculous question.

Megan just shrugged, arms wide. “What can I do? I’ll just leave it to fate.”

Leon looked at her in disbelief. He hadn’t expected her to take it so lightly.

Sometimes, he almost envied her–no matter what happened, she managed to keep this strange kind of optimism.

“You’ve been drinking. Why don’t I take you home?” Leon offered gently.

But Megan gave him a long once-over. “What, you mean you haven’t been drinking too?”

The question left Leon momentarily speechless.

So, she wasn’t nearly as drunk as he thought–she knew exactly what she was saying.

“Still, I can’t let you go home alone. I wouldn’t feel right about it.”

Whatever happened, Leon was determined to see her back safely tonight.

The last time, he hadn’t managed to learn where she lived. This time, he wasn’t about to miss the chance.

But Megan waved him off. “No need. I know the way back myself. Besides, I didn’t drink that much tonight–I’m perfectly clear-headed.”

Leon frowned, about to say more, but Megan pressed a finger to her lips. “Shh. Quiet. If you keep talking, you’ll just start to annoy me.”

Hearing that, Leon could only fall silent, reluctantly giving in to her wishes.

Under his gaze, Megan walked to the bar’s entrance, flagged down a cab, and left.

Since she’d been drinking, she left her car behind–she could always have someone pick it up tomorrow.

Leon stood helplessly, watching her go, wondering when he would ever win over this oblivious woman.

One of his buddies slung an arm around his shoulder, teasing, “Come on, man, this isn’t like you. After all this time, you still haven’t made a move on her?”

He knew Leon liked Megan.

But seeing him keep his feelings buried for so long–it was surprising, even for a close friend.

“You don’t get it,” Leon muttered, brushing his friend’s arm off.

His buddy blinked at him, then chuckled. “Fine, I don’t get it. But you’re the one wasting time. If you don’t make a move soon, she might slip away–and then you’ll be the one crying.”

Leon said nothing, but the words echoed in his mind.

There was truth in them.

Still, with someone as clueless as Megan, what could he do? He couldn’t force her.

They’d known each other this long, and he didn’t even know where she lived. Who would believe that?

His buddy sighed. “If you weren’t my brother, I wouldn’t even bother reminding you. When it comes to women, you’ve got to be more direct. At the very least, let her know how you feel.”