Chapter 1225

Stan stepped out of the bath and saw James on the phone.

"What, is the missus demanding your return?" he asked, drying his hair.

James hung up and put away his phone. "No, she's probably asleep by now. She's tired after hanging out the whole day today, so she won't have time for me."

"I see." Stan nodded in understanding. "So that's why you're here? I knew it—you boys are all slaves to your wives. You'd never have time for a bachelor like me."

James narrowed his eyes—he was being nice, but he felt like his kindness was just thrown on the floor and trampled all over.

"Tut, tut. I guess there is a reason you're single," he said, standing up. "Come on. Let's hit the bar opposite."

Stan, however, throws himself on the bed. "I refuse."

"What? Why?" James asked.

"I don't wanna." Stan waved him off. "Just go back to your room already. Don't bother me."

James was speechless.

What the hell? He was clearly nice, but his effort was just going to waste now?

Still, he was not giving up a