I Walked Away And He Lost His Mind (Zephyra and Steven) novel Chapter 308

A headache was starting to form behind my eyes. I looked at the intoxicated Jacob. “You’re drunk. I’m taking you home. Where do you live?”

Jacob, his cheeks flushed, shook his head emphatically, his voice rising.

“I’m not drunk! Who says I’m drunk? I want to see Verna. Zephyra, can you help me? I just want to see her…”

As he spoke, he tilted his head back and drained another glass of wine.

I was afraid he was going to drink himself to death. I snatched the glass from his hand.

“Stop drinking. Tell me where you live, and I’ll take you home. Otherwise, I’m dropping you at a hotel!”

I had just seen a story trending about someone who died from alcohol poisoning after a breakup, and how the people with them were held legally responsible. I was genuinely scared.

Jacob tried to grab the glass back, but his movements were clumsy and slow. He missed completely, and his head thudded onto the table. He closed his eyes, muttering Verna’s name.

I rested my forehead in my hand, regretting my decision to come to dinner. Breakups were always painful, especially for someone as young and sincere as Jacob, who hadn’t even graduated from college yet. For him, love was everything.

What was I thinking, getting involved in this emotional vortex? I was just asking for trouble.

The restaurant was starting to empty out as it got later. I thought for a moment and then called Myron. I remembered he was the one who took a drunk Jacob home after the competition celebration.

When he heard what was happening, Myron’s voice was full of excitement. “Don’t you take him! Tell me where you are, I’ll come get him.”

I raised an eyebrow, my tone playful. “Are you sure?”

Myron wasn’t exactly known for his altruism.

“Just give me the address.”

I told him the name of the restaurant. It wasn’t far from the office, and a short while later, Myron arrived. He was wearing a pink shirt under a white blazer, looking effortlessly stylish and handsome. He strode over to our table, glancing at the passed-out Jacob with surprise.

“What happened to him? Is everything okay at home?”

I scanned the QR code to pay the bill. “He’s going through something. What’s his address? Let’s get him home.”

Myron’s eyes shifted from Jacob to me, his brow furrowing.

Myron’s playful demeanor vanished, replaced by a look of pure captivation. His eyes were glued to her as he straightened his blazer.

“Hello. I’m Jacob’s boss, the CEO of Star Corp. My name is Myron. It’s a pleasure to meet you. You are…?”

I glanced at him, watching him puff up like a peacock. So, he had a type, too. Just like Steven. Verna, with her innocent, rabbit-like appearance, was apparently their ideal. But her gaze was anything but soft.

“I asked you first. Why is he this drunk? Did you do this to him?”

Myron just smiled. “You’re a feisty one, aren’t you? That’s not a very charming quality in a girl, you know. And of course I didn’t get him drunk. Jacob was just having a simple dinner with his supervisor. We were about to take him home.”

Verna’s gaze shifted to me, her expression darkening. Suddenly, she grabbed a glass of water from the table and threw its contents in my face.

I was caught completely off guard. The lukewarm lemon water soaked my hair, dripping from my face onto the floor.

I stood there, stunned, as Verna’s voice, filled with rage, echoed in the quiet restaurant.

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