It'll Come Naturally novel Chapter 1335

"Dating her? What the hell are you on about? I don't know who she is!" At this time, Tom was getting annoyed. But why? Because of Rain's teasing, or because he didn't know how he felt. He certainly didn't expect to run into her here. And he wasn't blind. He could tell she'd been crying. Was it because of him? He was worried about her, and mad at himself for getting too involved. 'Yeah, she cried. So what? It can't be over me!' Tom tried to convince himself. He still wasn't sure, though.

"Ha! Don't bullshit me. It's weird enough you wanted to pay for drinks. What is it? You have feelings for her?" Rain asked. He was not one to be tactful. In fact, he was glad that Tom finally seemed to like a girl. He had been wondering if Tom was batting for the same team. Tom never seemed to be interested in girls. Or anyone, now that he thought about it.

Tom shot him a look. "I'd say you're drunk, but we haven't even started yet." Tom dodged the question and avoided Rain's eyes. It was not hard to tell he was lying.

"Come on, man. It's me. So? Am I right? Maybe I can even give you some tips on how to work this." Rain needed to know what was going on between Tom and Patricia. And he wouldn't let this slide easily. It was Rain, he had to know everything, even when it was none of his business. Besides, maybe he could take Tom under his wing. He'd like that. It appealed to his ego.

"I still don't know what you're talking about. Drink up, dude!" Tom picked up the bottle of alcohol that the waitress brought in just now, poured himself a cup and threw it back, clearing his throat afterwards. No, nothing was bothering him in the slightest.

"All right man. I can't make you talk. I'll drop it." Rain also poured himself a cup. But he just sipped his, unlike Tom. They came here all the time to loosen up and forget the day. So the staff here already knew them, and brought their favorite drinks to the box without being asked.

At the other part of the bar, the waiter also brought Patricia's drink to her. Like Tom, she downed it in one go. She had things she wanted to forget, too. It was just that she didn't quite know how.

"Patricia, slow down, will you?" Michelle furrowed her brow in worry. Yeah, she could be quite oblivious sometimes, but it didn't mean that she was that thick. She saw Patricia's reaction to Tom. She didn't know what happened between the two of them, but Patricia didn't look happy. In fact, she was paler than when she first came in.

"What? You're the one who's telling I'm too intense. Well, I'm loosening up. Happy?" Patricia said while pouring herself another drink. Again, she downed it in one shot.

"Yeah, well, slow down. I don't need to spend the night holding your hair back while you barf." Love was always going to hurt. If Patricia hadn't fallen in love with a guy who didn't even like her, she wouldn't be heartbroken now. And of course, it would take time to get over it.

"Don't worry. I'm fine. Cheers!" Patricia clinked her glass with Michelle's. Tom was hard to forget, even with some alcohol in her. She couldn't stop thinking about this handsome, serious man. She kept wondering what he was thinking. Was he sad that she didn't talk to him? But she wouldn't know that unless she asked, and that wasn't going to happen. She hoped she could drink enough and feel no pain. She really wanted to forget about Tom.

"Cheers!" Michelle was worried, but she couldn't do anything about it. She just let Patricia do what she needed. Something was bothering her, and maybe being here with a friend would help her out. Maybe.