But now, Ida was the big cheese at Crescent Society. He couldnât afford to piss her off.
He grabbed a bottle of booze from the table, poured half a glass for Ida, and then filled up his own glass to the brim. âIda, I was just pulling your leg. Did you really get mad? Either way, my bad. Hereâs a toast to you. Even if youâre not willing to give me a chance now, Iâll keep trying to show you that Iâm for real.â
With that, he put down the bottle, downed his own glass in one gulp, and then looked at Ida provocatively. âIâve done my part. Itâs your move now, Ida.â
Due to the loud music, Ida didnât catch everything her ex-boyfriend just said. But since he had already poured the drinks, it would be rude not to take a sip.
However, just as she lifted her glass, someone grabbed her wrist.
âDonât drink.â
Byran grabbed Idaâs wrist, not letting her drink what that guy poured for her.
Ida blinked in surprise. She then lifted her head to look at Byranâs gloomy face.
âLet go of me.â She said while looking quite displeased.
Byran frowned, trying to soften his tone. âIda, you should stop drinking and go home. You have to get up early for work tomorrow.â
Ida waved him off. âTomorrowâs the weekend. I donât have to get up early. Go home; donât let your brother worry about you.â
Byran took a deep breath, trying to keep his anger in check. âWeâll talk tomorrow. This place is too loud for a serious talk. Come on, Iâll take you home.â
With that, he tried to pull Ida up from her seat.
He did manage to pull her up, but he couldnât get her out of there because someone grabbed her other arm.
It was Idaâs ex. He was not letting Byran take her away. Two guys with one girl in the middle, neither willing to let go.
Byran turned around and saw that the guy had the audacity to touch Ida. He couldnât hold his anger any longer. âYou better let go right now. Donât touch my girlfriend!â
Idaâs ex just laughed. âYour girlfriend? Ida didnât tell me she had a boyfriend. Youâre so young; donât you think youâre being a bit presumptuous?â
Byran gritted his teeth. âAre you going to let go or not?â
The ex taunted him. âYouâre the one who should let go.â
Knowing Byranâs temper, Ida, in order to prevent him from blowing up, calmly said to her ex, âLet go.â
Although he was reluctant, he did as Ida said and let go.
Then Ida left the private room with Byran.
Once they were out in the hallway, it was much quieter. Ida gave Byran a serious look and said, âYouâre still a student; what are you doing in a place like this? Go home right away; donât make your family worry about you.â
Byran furrowed his brows, his face full of determination. Yet his eyes looked like a little puppy that sensed it was about to be abandoned by its owner. His eyes gave off a feeling of unease and fear.