Chapter 142
Under the glow of the dim lights of the private lounge, Renee didn’t just see Stefan, but he was surrounded by several young, exquisitely good–looking men, each dressed in their own distinct style.
And all those men were exhausting every last skill in their arsenal to impress Stefan.
“Ahem!” Renee coughed awkwardly, feeling as if she really was not supposed to be there at all.
Stefan did not notice that Renee was there. He was too busy singing a famous song called “Ten Years Ago” with a microphone.
in his hand.
“Ten years ago…” he sang, “I did not know you, and you were not mine; we were still…”
Although Renee had initially planned to leave right away, she was suddenly attracted to Stefan’s voice. Despite being married to him for several years, it was actually her first time hearing him sing.
She never expected a man like Stefan, who was always so serious and rigid, would ever be able to sing so passionately. Sure, he had a deep and hypnotic voice, but what was more impressive was how accurately he could convey his emotions through the song as if he had personally endured a relationship that ended painfully or experienced unrequited love.
But who could that lover be?
Was it his first love, Cecilia Smith, who would soon be engaged to one of his best friends? Or could it be the mysterious and ever–elusive Mr. Y? Or was it Briar Desrosiers, now abundant with his offspring?
No matter who it was, Renee was sure that it was not her anyway!
Having confirmed that Stefan wasn’t trying to kill himself, Renee sighed in relief and got ready to leave quietly without leaving a single trace of her presence.
Unfortunately, one of the handsome young men on the couch covered his mouth and yelled, pretending to be shocked at the sight of the woman.
“Ah! What is that woman doing there?! How suspicious!”
Stefan stopped singing abruptly. He slowly turned his penetrating gaze towards the door.
The moment he saw Renee, his eyes, which had been bleary because of alcohol, suddenly brightened up, although it was unclear if it sobered him up or made him drunker.
He quietly watched her like that for a long time, but his gaze was neither cold nor warm. He neither chased her away nor invited her to join him.
Renee began to feel disconcerted by Stefan’s stare, so she smiled apologetically to the pretty young women and told them, “I didn’t mean to disturb you guys. Please continue with whatever you’re doing.”
Renee initially intended to leave right then and there, but as she surveyed the scene, she felt a little uneasy about leaving Stefan like this.
Would he end up plastered on the tabloid front page tomorrow morning if people saw him like this?
No matter what, he was still the biological father of her two children.
With that thought in mind, she took a deep breath and firmly decided to stay. With her head held high, she stepped into the private lounge.
“I’ve changed my mind now. Tonight, I will definitely leave with this man!”
