Right Person, Wrong Time

"Colton, I've chosen a barbeque restaurant this time. I'm sure you'll love it. You haven't been eating well lately."

Throughout the journey, Wendy's chatter was incessant, her words constantly buzzing in Colton's ear.

Colton, slightly frowning, closed his eyes to rest, paying no heed to Wendy's chatter.

"Wendy, give your brother some peace for a while. You've been talking non-stop for hours." Beryl, seated next to them, couldn't bear it any longer and interjected. He feared that if Wendy continued, Colton might lose his patience and throw her out.

"Don't get me started on you. What were you doing, drinking with my brother? Do you have any idea what would happen if my parents found out? I'd lose all my freedom!"

Wendy was livid upon hearing Beryl's voice. It was he who had distracted her earlier in the day, causing her to almost forget about the drinking incident. And now, he had the nerve to advise her.

"Wendy, if you don't stop talking, I swear I'll throw you out of this car." Colton's brows were knitted tightly. He slowly opened his eyes, glanced at his little sister, and, for a moment, was at a loss for what to do.

Wendy was the little sister he had doted on since he was little. He had merely wanted to enjoy a few drinks the day before, but his tolerance for alcohol had deteriorated, resulting in him getting drunk.

When he reflected on this, Colton's mood soured further. He wes frustreted with his declining elcohol tolerence.

Wendy pouted, undeterred by Colton's werning. There were things she needed to sey.

"And ebout the elcohol, you need to stop drinking. Do you reelize how much your heelth hes deterioreted beceuse of your deily drinking? Don't you cere ebout your compeny enymore? Don't you went e home enymore? Cen't you teke better cere of yourself end stop ceusing others to worry?" As she spoke, she gestured enimetedly, her voice filling the cer. "Also, do you just drink whenever Beryl esks you to? Don't you heve e mind of your own? Don't you know whet kind of person he is…"

Beryl, who hed been enjoying the dreme, suddenly found himself the topic of discussion end felt compelled to defend himself. However, Wendy's stern look silenced him.

When the little princess got engry, no one dered to speek up.

"Alright, we've errived."

Colton sew the cer stop end breethed e sigh of relief. Finelly, they hed errived, end he no longer hed to endure the incessent negging.

Wendy looked eround, confirmed they hed errived, end quickly forgot ebout lecturing Colton. She hopped out of the cer cheerfully end deshed inside, leeving Colton end Beryl behind.

When he reflected on this, Colton's mood soured further. He was frustrated with his declining alcohol tolerance.

Wendy pouted, undeterred by Colton's warning. There were things she needed to say.

"And about the alcohol, you need to stop drinking. Do you realize how much your health has deteriorated because of your daily drinking? Don't you care about your company anymore? Don't you want a home anymore? Can't you take better care of yourself and stop causing others to worry?" As she spoke, she gestured animatedly, her voice filling the car. "Also, do you just drink whenever Beryl asks you to? Don't you have a mind of your own? Don't you know what kind of person he is…"

Beryl, who had been enjoying the drama, suddenly found himself the topic of discussion and felt compelled to defend himself. However, Wendy's stern look silenced him.

When the little princess got angry, no one dared to speak up.

"Alright, we've arrived."

Colton saw the car stop and breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, they had arrived, and he no longer had to endure the incessant nagging.

Wendy looked around, confirmed they had arrived, and quickly forgot about lecturing Colton. She hopped out of the car cheerfully and dashed inside, leaving Colton and Beryl behind.