He grabbed Jessica’s phone and continued, “What audiobooks do you like to listen to? I’ll help you get them. Next time, just tell the AI assistant the name of the book you want to listen to.”
After he set up the audiobooks she liked listening to, he talked with her for a while.
Upon seeing her joyous smile, he felt happy too and wanted to tell her he was planning to bring her out for a picnic tomorrow. Before he could do that, however, the phone sitting on the bedside table rang.
Jacob glanced at the number on the screen and answered the call. “Damn you. Why are you calling me in the middle of the night?”
“I saw your Instagram.” The man on the other end sounded drunk and exhausted. “Come find me at the club.”
“You’re in Yartran?”
“Mm.”
“Are you messing with me?” Jacob rolled his eyes, irritated. “There are so many cities in Yartran. How the heck would I know which city you’re in and if we’re in the same place?”
Annoyed, the man exclaimed, “I’m at Blacks. Just get the hell over here!”
Blacks was the bar where Jacob had discussed business matters last time and brought his friends.
I didn’t expect Wyatt to be in the same area as me right now! Jacob rubbed the space between his eyebrows and let out a sigh. “Fine. I’ll change my clothes and head over there later.”
Upon hanging up the phone, he informed Jessica resignedly, “My buddy is in Yartran, and he’s drinking in Blacks right now. I think something happened to him, so I’m going to meet up with him. You go to bed first, all right?”
Jessica nodded and reminded softly, “Be careful, and come home soon.”
“I’ll do my best. He sounds smashed.” Jacob sighed. I wonder if I can even return tonight.
Before he left, he stood at the entrance and said, “I’ll bring you out for a picnic tomorrow. Goodnight.”
“Goodnight.” Even after Jacob shut the door, Jessica was still feeling somewhat uneasy. That voice in the call… sounds like Wyatt’s.
She shook her head. No. There’s no way Jacob knows Wyatt. That’d be too much of a coincidence.
Arriving at Blacks, Jacob stepped into the building and started looking for Wyatt.
He found Wyatt sitting in the corner of a couch.
“Oh my god! Are you crazy?” He couldn’t resist reprimanding Wyatt when he saw the empty bottles on the table. “This is brandy! Did you think you were drinking beer? Aren’t you afraid of drinking yourself to death here?”
Opening his eyes, Wyatt glanced at Jacob and pointed at the empty spot next to him. “Sit.”
“Like heck I will!” Jacob rolled his eyes and snatched the bottle in Wyatt’s hand away.
He then summoned a waiter to clean the table and bring medication that would sober Wyatt up.
Jacob sat next to Wyatt, took in the latter’s soulless appearance, and furrowed his eyebrows. “What’s the matter with you? You’ve been acting oddly for a while now, and now you look even more like a lost soul.”
Wyatt lay on the couch, his hand resting on his forehead, as he uttered hoarsely, “I can’t find her. She’s gone.”
Even after searching the entire area for days, he still couldn’t find Jessica.
Jacob stuffed the medicine into Wyatt’s mouth and asked, “You got yourself into this state because you’re searching for someone? Who are you looking for? Your wife?”
“I don’t want the meds!” Wyatt slapped his friend’s hand away and spat out the medicine. “I want to drink! Get me another bottle!”
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