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

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

be drunk?‘ Everyone had turned to Gerda in surprise, and couldn't

but she still insisted.If I hadn't acted

burp, her face turning red

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

hailed their respective taxis

slumped against the wall of the

breeze was chilly, especially given the

on her was loose and casual; he didn't have any ulterior motive.He only wanted to see that Janet went home safely, and perhaps spend a little more time with her in

her purse over his neck and ushered Janet to the

he

have woken her up, because Janet began

"Janet?"

messy hair to find her struggling to open her eyes.Her plump lips

you all right? Do you

quiet.I want to get some

talking.She reached up with

it, she had settled into a comfortable position in his arms, and was

"Okay...Sleep well."

that moment.He had even forgotten the fact that Janet was already

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

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