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.

opened her eyes then, and

you stand

be drunk?‘ Everyone had turned to Gerda in surprise, and couldn't help but admire her seemingly indestructible tolerance

is too stubborn 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

a loud burp, her face turning red as

Chrislopher send her back.We can leave it all up to

a consensus, they hailed their respective taxis

at Janet, who was slumped against

early autumn breeze was chilly, especially given

an arm around her waist to support her to the curb.His hold on her was loose and casual; he didn't have any ulterior motive.He only wanted to

his neck

seeing as he was

her up, because Janet began

"Janet?"

struggling to open her eyes.Her plump lips

Do you feel

to get

reached up with her slender fingers and

position in

"Okay...Sleep well."

was sporting a huge grin at that moment.He had even forgotten the fact that Janet was already

called a taxi and put Janet in the backseat with much difficulty

this neighborhood,"