"Romina, I've heard your alcohol tolerance is legendary that you can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. Is that true, or just a rumor?" River asked with a smirk, noticing how quickly she emptied her glass.

"What, you want to challenge me?" Romina arched a brow. "You're probably scared I'll drink you under the table. Everyone who competes with me ends up passed out."

River laughed. “You're probably right. I don't dare. I'd just end up being your punchline for the rest of my life."

Romina snorted. "Exactly what I thought. No guts."

She leaned closer. "Tell me what exactly did you say to my grandfather? I just know he's going to give me hell when I get home."

River grinned. "I told him I'd come to complain."

Romina glared. "River, you have no shame. That's my grandfather, not yours!" River shot back, "You called me husband. That makes us husband and wife. Your grandpa is my grandpa too now. Mine passed away years ago I'd love to call someone grandpa again. And hey, you've got one, so why not share?" Romina was fuming. She seriously considered throwing a glass of wine at him. This guy was unbelievable.

slapped you harder," she

truth. That my sister-in-law came to visit, you saw me with her,

Romina was speechless.

I didn't treat you

refused to apologize," River replied. "I think you owe me

in. "Fine. I'll treat you to

many days-there's interest to consider. Ten days' delay equals a month of meals. That's just fair." Romina's

you are so

"Then take responsibility. You called me husband, didn't you? You can't call

anger turned into a sly

reached out her

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