My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Elizabeth hurriedly answered the phone.

"Where are you?"

Jorge's anxious voice sounded from the other end of the line.

"Why aren't you home yet? I've been waiting for you for half an hour!"

"I'm having dinner with my friends at the Riverside Restaurant.I'll be back later,"

Elizabeth explained with along face.

"What the hell are you talking about? Friends? What friends? Come up with a better lie, Elizabeth! Tell me—are you with another man?"

Jorge's voice was so loud and his words so aggressive that everyone at the table could hear him through the phone.

"You're crazy!"

Elizabeth didn't want to waste her breath on him, so she hung up the phone angrily and downed yet another glass of wine.By then, she had finished almost a whole bottle of red wine by herself.

drunk, Janet quickly stopped

first before you

ear to her and continued to

choice but to turn to Draco for help.Draco usually didn't like

drunk will

good temper.Elizabeth obediently stopped, but it was probably too late.Her cheeks were flushed and she seemed to have trouble keeping her head up.She slumped over the

appetite.She sat quietly as Draco and Janet

worried about Elizabeth, so she wanted to drive her home.But their places were

too late for her to take Elizabeth home and then go home alone.It seemed that Draco could

go home now.Drive

didn't insist on taking Elizabeth home

"Thank you, Mr.Wesley.You, too."

to take Elizabeth over from

was so drunk that she couldn't even

just as Draco came close, she fell

think there was