My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The party lasted until the early hours of dawn.

Gerda and Janet got piss drunk, while the others who hadn't joined in the drinking competition continued to eat and drink.

Once they realized that Janet had completely wasted, they finally decided to call it call it a night.

The coworkers had worked together to lift the two girls from their seats and carried them outside.

"Hey, what should we do with these two? They're drunk as a skunk."

Christopher glanced at the still unconscious Janet and cleared his throat.

"I'll send Lind home."

"Oh yeah, you and Janet went to the same university, right?"

One of their colleagues asked with a mischievous glint in her eye.

Christopher just smiled.

"Yes, we were schoolmates."

He was not particularly good-looking, but he always looked neat, and had a calm and gentle demeanor that made people feel safe around him.

it didn't hurt that he was tall and had broad shoulders, too.

eyes then, and

you stand up for her when Ike deliberately

Gerda in surprise, and couldn't help but admire her

for her own goad.She knows she can't handle her drink, but she still insisted.If I hadn't acted like I was drunk, she would have kept at it until she had to be rushed to the

out a loud burp, her face turning red as

her back.We can leave it

reaching a consensus, they hailed their respective taxis

who was slumped against the wall of the

autumn breeze was chilly,

curb.His hold on her was loose and casual; he

slung her purse over his neck

as he was practically dragging a

jostling must have woken her

"Janet?"

her struggling to open

you all right? Do you feel uncomfortable

want to get

up with her slender fingers and scratched

she had settled into a comfortable position in

"Okay...Sleep well."

unaware that he was sporting a huge grin at that moment.He

after, he called a taxi and put Janet in the backseat with much difficulty before flopping beside

us to this neighborhood," he