That night, Felix Shaw didn't return to the apartment, afraid his mother would see the marks on his face and ask questions. He called her and lied, saying he had to work overtime, then went to stay at Evander Lancaster's place.
After dinner, Evander took a pack of beer from the fridge. The two brothers leaned back on the sofa, drinking beer to pass the time.
"Felix, don't mind my chatter, but I told you from the start that Elizabeth is a good woman. You're just like our second brother. You didn't cherish her when she was around, and now that she doesn't pay attention to you and wants a divorce, you start clinging desperately."
Evander crushed the empty can and tossed it into the trash. Felix sat on the floor, resting his arm holding a beer can on the coffee table, glancing sideways at Evander. "You talk like you're a love expert. If you're so knowledgeable, why are you still single?"
