Matthew pours liquor into his glass. "Let's have a toss." He raised his glass. 
"Cheers!" they said. 
"Oh, why did you leave your boyfriend, Rosy?" Lia asked. 
Rosy smiled at them."They're busy; they're talking about something important, so I'll leave first and come back to them later."
"Is that so, Rosy?" Lia handed her a glass filled with liquid. Let's celebrate; you have a new boyfriend," she whispered. 
Rosy didn't say anything to what Lia said. because what she said is not true. She doesn't want to drink anymore; if she might get drunk again, it's difficult. Well, she's just kissing someone. He looked at where her substitute boyfriend was. This is the man she kissed. It's a shame, to be honest, but he's already kissed her twice. So she's already paid and has a bonus too. 
By twelve o'clock, Rosy held Lia close. To tell that they are going home.
"Why, Rosy?"
"It's almost morning, Lia." "Aren't we going home yet?" Luckily, she's not drunk. She's just tipsy because she just, little by little, really doesn't want to get drunk. Also, her feet were already numb because they were standing; why didn't they get a table with chairs? Maybe their co-workers were saving money. 
"Alright, Rosy. I'm getting dizzy too," she agreed. 
"Let's say goodbye to them, Lia." 
Matthew looked at his watch. It's past midnight. "Guys, I'm ahead of you because I'm still going to send her home," he said goodbye to the three. 
"I have to go too; my wife and I have an early flight tomorrow," Lai said. 
"Okay, you go first; we'll stay here for a while," replied Carlo. 
"Okay, but take it easy on the gluttony; you're still together," said Lai. 
Carlo and Mateo smiled at what Lai said. 
Matthew stood up. "I will go first," he said. 
"Go," they responded. 
Matthew immediately approached Rosy."Sweetheart, ready to go home?" He put his arm around her. 
Rosy would have almost forgotten about her substitute boyfriend if he hadn't approached her now. "Huh? "Yes," she replied. 
"Okay, let's go. I think your friend is drunk." His eyes were fixed on Lia.
"Yes," Rosy agreed. 
"Everyone, we are going first," said Matthew to Rosy's companions. 
"Okay," Rowena replied. 
"Let's go, sweetheart." Matthew looked at his friends and waved. 
Rosy also looked at them and nodded at them as she said goodbye to them. 
The two men waved to them. Lai had left already. 
when he and Rosy left the bar. He faced the man with them."Thank you for what you did earlier, if not... She stopped speaking because Matthew covered her lips with his index finger. 
"Let's not talk about that here." "We have plenty of days to talk."
Huh? many? What does this mean? Will they meet again? How do they not know each other? 
"Stay here and wait for me." I took my car; don't leave, okay.
Rosy nodded. 
"Good girl." Matthew said with a smile and quickly headed to the car, where he parked. 
"Huh?" She realized what she had done and why she had responded so quickly to the man. She knows she is not drunk. Why is she nodding at him? 
After Matthew parked the car in front of them, he immediately got out to support the two women getting in his car. 
Rosy was wowed when she saw the man's car. This is the car of actor Coco Martin. It was bulletproof. It wasn't surprising because he's the owner of the auto dealerships they went to buy yesterday. She first helped Lia get in the car because it was higher. After getting Lia on board, she was about to follow when Matthew stopped her.
"Not there; you sit in front." He held her by the elbow, guided her to the front, and opened the door. And supported her to ride. 
Rosy did nothing but follow the man. 
While they are on their way. Matthew looked at his mobile phone, which he placed in the cupboard to his right. "Take my phone, sweetheart," he ordered. 
Rosy looked at Matthew, not at what he said. Because why does he call her a sweetheart again when their show is over? Then it's just them and Lia. She caught a glimpse of Lia; she was already lying down and apparently asleep. Now there are just the two of them. 
"Don't look at me like that, sweetheart. I can't drive properly because you distracted me." He could see her reflection in the windshield of the car. 
Rosy suddenly panicked. In her panic, Matthew's mobile phone was she grabbed. when she looked at her hand. She wanted to scratch her head, but she held back lest he say she had lice. What is happening to her? She stared at the mobile; she grabbed its latest model of iPhone; she sighed secretly as she envied how many months of salary she could have to buy this kind of phone.
"The unlock is M," he said. 
Why is he telling her this? Well, knowing the password, she can steal it. "Why?" she asked. 
"Put in your number."
"W-why, we won't see each other again?"
"You think so, sweetheart?"
On the other hand, this man is thrilling, the way he called her sweetheart. "Yes, because we don't know each other; we just met."
Matthew gave her a quick glance. "How about the kiss we share?" He looked at the road again. "Is that nothing for you?"
Rosy was confused the way their conversation was going. He was so serious. Of course she was affected because his kiss was so different. But she will just make good memories to it. Because she's not ready yet for another relationship, even if he were handsome, a good kisser, or liked her, she doesn't want to be tangled with him. And she knows he's a high-profile person; they're not a match in life. "Thank you earlier, sir, for helping me," she answered differently. 
Matthew frowned because she called him sir, and his mood suddenly changed."It's nothing to me to be your substitute boyfriend for awhile. It's fun!"
When Rosy heard the fun, the wind suddenly changed for her. Of course, for someone rich and handsome like him, what they did was really fun. She looked at the mobile in her hand and returned it to where she had taken it without entering her number.