Rebecca Quentin suddenly looked up at Chester Robinson, "Broken heart?"
Chester put on a robe and walked out of the bedroom.
Rebecca, sitting on the sofa, hurriedly stood up and asked, "You weren't joking with me earlier, right? You don't even have a girlfriend, so how could you be heartbroken?"
Chester walked over to his wine cabinet, poured two glasses of red wine, and handed one to Rebecca. "Have a drink with me first before we talk."
Rebecca quickly refused, "You know I don't drink."
"Just for today."
Rebecca looked at the red wine, hesitating, and asked, "Are you really heartbroken?"
Chester smirked, "Absolutely."
Rebecca frowned, "But you don't have a girlfriend?"
Chester raised an eyebrow, "When did I ever say I didn't have a girlfriend?"
"Uh, didn't you say you were single..." Rebecca mumbled quietly.
Chester chuckled softly, took a sip of his wine, and finally said, "Of course I'm 'single', because my girlfriend has never been by my side."
