Chris was annoyed when he heard Merry's answer. He realized that the most important thing for Merry was that she could eat well and play to her heart's content. The woman didn't care for him at all. But of course Chris could not express his frustration straightforwardly.
The man sighed as he ran his fingers through his black hair which was still half wet. Chris began to question why he bothered coming to Jakarta. Could it be that he turned out to be the type to torture himself?
While Chris was deep in thought, Merry stared at him in surprise. She didn't know why Chris continued to stand in front of her while rubbing his wine glass. The man's expression kept changing, but he looked gloomy as time passed by.
"Brother Chris?" Merry called him with her face looking worried, but the man did not answer. She frowned and tried again, this time with a louder voice, "Brother Chris!"
Still, the man remained as if he had not heard Merry.
