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,

that you two are close.Didn't you stand up for her when Ike

supposed to be drunk?‘ Everyone had turned to Gerda in surprise,

but she still insisted.If I hadn't acted like I was drunk, she would have kept at it until

loud burp, her face turning red as a

can

consensus, they hailed their respective

at Janet, who was slumped against the wall of

breeze was chilly, especially

support her to the curb.His hold on her was loose and casual; he didn't have any ulterior motive.He only wanted to see that Janet went home safely,

over his neck and ushered

easy, seeing as he

have woken her up, because

"Janet?"

and parted her messy hair to find her struggling to open her eyes.Her plump lips pursed as he tucked her locks

you all right? Do you feel uncomfortable

to

to be sleep talking.She reached up with her

he knew it, she had settled into a comfortable position

"Okay...Sleep well."

that moment.He had even forgotten the fact that

called a taxi and put Janet in the

this neighborhood,"