Roar of the Supreme Warrior novel Chapter 696

Quincy walked over to James.

She wore a red slip dress that exposed her shoulders. Her red curly hair flowed in the wind. Her facial features were fine and exquisite, and the lipstick she wore complimented her beauty.

She smirked at James who was sitting in a chair with wine bottles on the floor. “You look like you’re having a great life.”

James got up and gestured to the seat beside him, “Have a seat. No need to be formal.”

Quincy sat opposite James. She adjusted her dress slightly and covered her legs to prevent herself from flashing him with her underwear.

James did not notice her minute actions. He grabbed a bottle of wine and tossed it to her. Then, he smiled at her. “I’m bored of drinking this by myself. I need someone to talk to.”

Quincy noticed that the alcohol content in the bottle James handed her was quite high. “I can’t drink this. Do you have red wine?”

“Yes, hold on. I’ll go get some.”

James got up and went to the wine cellar to grab a few bottles of red wine.

He gave Quincy a bottle. Meanwhile, he opened a bottle of white wine and swallowed a big gulp. Then, he asked her, “Weren’t you living happily in Cansington? Why did you come all the way here to the Southern Plains? This is a chaotic place. Aren’t you afraid of danger?”

“Well, I have you here.” Quincy grinned back at him.

James paused as she said that.

He tried to laugh it off. “Never mind, let’s not talk about this. Cheers!”

Quincy opened her bottle of red wine.

The two drank a lot on the rooftop.

In the end, they sat on the floor with their backs against each other.

“James, I know you know why I came here. You’re just feigning ignorance. I had to come, even when I was fully aware of how you felt about me. I didn’t want to have any regrets”

Quincy’s cheeks were red from the alcohol.

Although James drank a lot too, he remained sober.

James said nothing in response to her slurred words.

“I don’t blame you.”

Quincy continued.

“Even though you and Thea are divorced, I know she still has a place in your heart. I really am envious of her. If possible, I wish I was the one who saved you from the fire ten years ago. I wish I was the one who got disfigured instead of her.”

“You’re drunk,” James pointed out gently.

He stood up.