Predestined Marriage

"So that's why she came here." Nicole's face softened a bit.

Jessica raised her head to look at the other side of the hall, "Mr. Jones is waiting for you. Shall we go there now?"

"I wanted you and Carl to take the lead and have the first dance." Nicole sounded regretful.

She and Arabel had agreed on setting Jessica up with Carl, but Nicole didn’t that Sivan would ruin her plan. Nicole couldn't help but think that maybe Jessica and Carl were not meant to be together.

The atmosphere in the banquet hall was lively. Some people were dancing while others were chatting.

It was Carl's mother's birthday today, so the main characters were Carl's parents and their friends.

Jessica sat at the corner, drinking her wine, but she glanced at the entrance of the banquet hall from time to time.

She wondered why it took Carl so long to help Sivan apply medicine. What on earth stopped him from coming back?

The longer it took, the more anxious Jessica became. She drank one glass after another without noticing how much wine she had drunk.

After a long time, she was so drunk that she felt dizzy, so she wanted to use the bathroom. As soon as she got up, she staggered and fell back.

However, she did not feel the pain in her back as she anticipated. Instead, she found herself in someone's strong arms.

second, she smelled a familiar scent which made her

drink?" Carl's voice was low, but he sounded

gather any strength. Her voice was soft, even though she wanted to sound intimidating, "I can drink as much as I want. It's none

and his voice, "Why are you so grumpy when you're drunk? Jessica, let me tell you. I'm the only one who still

so she could not respond to his words quickly. After she finally understood

drunk? Carl, take her to her

did not want to be taken to another room, "Mrs. Jones, I can

she knocked on Jessica's head and said, "Behave

pouted and snorted discontentedly. But she

is so drunk. We should let her sleep here

"I have no objection."

sunshine outside the window when

by the window and pressed her fingers against her temples. What she

to the Jones' all the time to have fun. Sometimes she didn't feel like going home when it was

she was not really Arabel's child, because Arabel would let her stay at somebody else's home at night so easily even when

a knock on the

Nicole's voice was

immediately replied, "Yes,