Cohabitation With My Ex-Husband

Steve looked at the messy looking woman, seeing that tonight he wasn't the only one that had a bad day, made Steve feel a little better.

He didn't know how bad the day was for the woman in the gold dress, but it seemed bad enough that she came to the bar alone and drank whiskey, a drink heavy enough for a woman to drink.

It was even heavier than his vodka.

Steve then moved his hand, calling for the bartender who had just placed the woman's drink order.

"If she asks for another drink, It's on me," Steve said then glanced at the woman who put her glass down again and looked up, trying hard not to burst into tears.

He knew that right now he was going to sound very strange, but he wasn't trying to flirt with her.

She had made him realize that what had happened to him wasn't the worst tonight, so he wanted to buy her a drink as a token of his gratitude.

Even though his heart still hurt, it wasn't as painful as before, because of that woman.

Out of the corner of his eye, Steve saw the bartender handing the woman a drink, and spoke for a while then pointed at Steve, causing the woman to immediately turn to him.

Finally, Steve could see the woman's face clearly. Her makeup was a little bit messy because she might have been crying earlier, but she had a pretty face.

"Thank you," the woman said when their gazes met briefly and quickly shifted her gaze forward without hearing Steve's response.

Steve then immediately stood up with his glass and snacks, then sat next to the woman.

"Bad day?" Steve asked and took a sip of his drink.

The woman was silent, she glanced briefly at Steve then sighed.

"I thank you for buying me a drink, but that's not a signal for you to sit near me," the woman said quietly.

"So you better scram!" She continued in a cold tone and took a sip of her drink.

Tonight she just wanted to drink her whiskey to help her forget what she had just seen.

There are so many times she kept telling herself that the man was an asshole, she didn't love him anymore!

She had no feelings for the man who already had a wife!

But why every time she saw that man's face, her heart always ached? Her heart wanted the man to look at her with a smile and call her name which sounded very beautiful when called by the man.

"You seem to have misunderstood, I wasn't trying to flirting with you," Steve explained. A little flustered when he heard the response of the woman.

A few hours ago women seemed attracted to him, some even flirted with him openly, but this woman flatly refused even though he was not trying to flirt with her.

"So feisty," Steve concluded.

"You know, tonight I had a bad day. Seeing you who seemed to have experienced worse than me made me a little better. Ahh ... at least someone had a worse day than me," Steve said suddenly, then raised his glass and drank the drink.

After he thought about it one more time, seeing the woman he liked, yes, the woman he liked, not his girlfriend or wife, being with another man, wasn't as bad as he thought compared to what this woman had gone through.

He didn't know what happened to that woman, but he is sure it was worse than what happened to him.

But even though he is a little better, his heart is still in pain.

He's really pathetic.

The woman put down her glass, then glanced at Steve sharply.

"You know you have lousy pick up lines. You'd better look up how to do it on the internet," the woman said coldly.

Steve's eyes widened when he heard the woman's sarcastic remark and looked down on him a little.

"I told you I wasn't flirting with you! I admit you have a pretty face, but you're not my type," Steve replied.

The woman snorted at that.

"Thank goodness for that, now scram!" said the woman coldly, trying to ward off the strange man sitting beside her.

He bought her a drink, then moved and sat beside her, but he said he wasn't flirting with her?

Hah! She did look like an innocent type of woman, but this wasn't the first time she had come to a bar and been flirted with like this by a man.

They pretend to be friendly to her but what they really want is to open her legs.

Only that man… was different from all the men she knew. Only he treats her kindly and gently.

But why does the man she trusts, loves, even wants to marry, turns out to be a jerk who already has a wife?

She thought she had found a good man, but it turns out that all men are the same!

They are all bastards! Except for her father.

Was there no man in this world that she could trust except her father?

"Well… is this your bar?" Steve asked, staring at the woman as he took a sip of the drink the bartender had just give.

"Huh?"

"If this was your bar I'd go as you say, but it doesn't look like it's yours, so I'll still be here," Steve said nonchalantly.

"What?" the woman said, not expecting the man to act so shameless.

"Just let me sit here, beside you. At least this way no man will come to disturb you," Steve said, now turning to the woman.

"You're a beautiful woman having a bad day, easy prey for a man like that. At least, I won't bother you or take advantage of you," he continued, then turned back to the front while eating his snack.

The woman snorted when she heard the man's words. She couldn't believe what the man had just said at all, but it seemed there was no point in shooing the man away either because he wouldn't want to move from his seat.

She wanted to continue drinking at the bar counter, so she couldn't move to another table either, and was too lazy to change seats.

As Steve said, he didn't bother her at all and let her continue drinking. Once in a while Steve saw the woman who was now supporting her head with one hand while the other was holding her glass.

"What exactly happened to her to make her look like that?" thought Steve, suddenly curious.

"Oh yeah! Are you from somewhere? Looks like you didn't wear that dress purposely to come to the bar," Steve said suddenly, trying to start a conversation.

He felt that talking to this woman could distract him from what he was feeling at the moment.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't bother me?" she asked without changing her position.

"I know, I was just a little curious where you came from to finally decide to come to this hotel bar," Steve answered awkwardly.

"Oh! Are you from Dinda's wedding?" Steve asked suddenly. Now that he thought about it again, he seemed to have seen the woman in the wedding.

"What?" asked the woman who was now turning to Steve.

"Ahh… so you're a model. Now it all makes sense, you do look like a model," Steve said, nodding his head, happy to guess where the woman was from and what her job was.

The woman was silent.

"But… the party is not over, right? Why have you come here?" Steve asked confusedly.

This woman seems to have been invited by Dinda, and a model, although she is not her bridesmaid, they are close enough that Dinda invites her.

Then why did this woman come to the bar when the party wasn't over yet? If she just wanted to drink alcohol, it was provided there. She doesn't have to come to the bar, right?

The woman was still silent, it was better for her to ignore him and continue drinking her whiskey, hoping that the pain she was feeling tonight would go away soon.

Steve smiled faintly when he saw the woman ignoring him , making Steve even more curious about what really happened to the woman.

"Wait a minute!" Steve's eyes lit up, as a thought suddenly crossed his head.

"Don't tell me Dinda's husband is your ex?! Wow! You are really brave! I didn't expect you to come to your ex's wedding!" said Steve, opening his mouth in disbelief.

Looks like what he thought was true, he just decided to get out of there because he saw Sarah dancing with another man.

That must also be the reason why this woman got out of there!

She couldn't hold it anymore when she saw Dinda and her husband dancing!

Sarah, who was only the woman he loved and not his girlfriend, had made him cramped and didn't want to be there.

Then how does the woman feel when she sees her ex-boyfriend dancing with the woman who became his wife?

"I also went to my ex's wedding. But you are the better one for coming alone!" Steve said then gave a thumbs up.

The woman sighed when she saw Steve.

This man really talks a lot!