The Substitute Wife: 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.

opened her eyes

close.Didn't you stand up for

Gerda in surprise, and couldn't help but

can't handle her drink, but she still insisted.If I hadn't acted like I

out a loud burp, her

back.We can

consensus, they hailed their respective taxis and

locked at Janet, who was slumped

autumn breeze was chilly, especially given

around her waist to support her to the curb.His hold on her was loose

her purse over his neck and

wasn't easy, seeing as he was practically dragging

have woken her up, because Janet began to

"Janet?"

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

all right? Do you feel

quiet.I want to get

be sleep talking.She reached up with her slender

comfortable position

"Okay...Sleep well."

grin at that moment.He had even forgotten the fact that Janet

Janet in the backseat with much difficulty

to this neighborhood," he instructed the