Marcus sat there for a moment, alone with his thoughts.

Ross grew sleepy in the car.

When Marcus sat in the car, Ross shivered and asked, “Are we going back to your parents' now?"

Marcus leaned back against his seat and answered, “Let's go back to my apartment."

Ross wiped his face, spunk up and drove.

After a while, he said, "No one uses that place. It'd be perfect if Melissa moves in with your son. It's near your company, so you would be able to have Lunch with them even on weekdays."

Marcus turned his head and stared at the night outside the window.

Ross didn't press the matter anymore.

The car rolled to a stop in front of the apartment building. Marcus asked Ross to leave first, and then went upstairs.

The apartment had been cleaned regularly. Everything looked the same as before.

However, the place had been vacant for a long time, so it seemed empty and desolate.

Marcus had drunk too much tonight, and he was starting to feel uncomfortable. Still, he didn't want to go to bed yet. A Lonesomeness took hold of him as he thought about life. He had a thriving career, but what good did that do him? At the end of the day, he was still alone.

He walked to the guest room.

Then, he sat on the edge of the bed and lay down.

The heating in the apartment was off, but Marcus didn't want to get up and turn it on. He lay outstretched on the bed for a long time before taking something from his pocket.

It was a diamond ring for Melissa.

She had casually put it aside in the drawer when they broke up. He took it back and never told her.

They didn't need words to understand what it meant.

Until now, Marcus had never regretted a single decision he had made in his life... But now he was just miserable. There were plenty of beautiful women surrounding him, but he had no interest in any of them.

Now, he was lying on the bed, feeling hollow and dejected.