"What's going on?" Renz asked with his eyebrows rise.
Suddenly Irish faced Renz. He looked at the bottle she was holding. Irish was shocked when he took it.
"Thanks," he said coldly and then left.
"But you haven't eaten yet!" she exclaimed and followed Renz.
Irish caught up with the man on the terrace. She was shocked again when he opens the bottle of wine.
"Renz! You're terrible," she said in surprise.
"What?" he asked coldly and then covered the bottle.
Irish gasped. "Your stomach isn't empty yet,then you are drinking? Is that what you're doing in your room?"
A corner of his lips rose and he shook his head. "Rule number one, Irish."
"I know..." she answered and sighed. "I'm just worried. I'm your friend too. If you're going through something, you can tell me."
"Can you help me?" he answered weakly while looking away.
