Quentin Grant also raised his glass. "This isn't what anyone wanted to see. No matter what we say now, it's all pointless. Nora has already forgotten everyone. If she wakes up one day, I don't know how I'll ever explain this to her."
A wave of pain washed over Ethan Ellsworth's chest. He clutched his heart, tears blurring his vision against his will.
He raised his glass, clinked it against theirs, and downed it in one gulp.
After that, he lost all control. The other two men didn't stop him.
Glass after glass went down, and soon, he was drunk.
His daytime composure crumbled, and he could no longer hide his true emotions.
His face was streaked with tears as he cried.
They watched him cry, watched him rave, watched him roar, watched him cause a scene—they just watched in silence.
He yelled the word "idiot" over and over again.
It was heartbreaking to hear.
In the end, he drank so much that he passed out.
The two men half-carried him back to the Ellsworth Residence.
