Love the Second Time Around Novel

Chapter 144 Always Thinking of Him

I gave him an apologetic smile. “Sorry, Uncle Frank. Dominic won’t be drinking. I’ll get him some juice later.”

The last time, he had drunk himself into a stupor and ended up in a hospital. I would really rather not have him repeat that experience again.

Uncle Frank frowned. “I don’t blame you for not knowing your liquor, Lili, but this whiskey here is the good stuff. I specially bought it for this occasion. And you know it’s a family tradition for us men to toast each other at the family gathering.”

I tried to let Uncle Frank down easy. “I’m so sorry, but he really—”

Grandfather harrumphed loudly. “Lili, don’t coddle him. If he wants to drink, drink. If he doesn’t want to, he should say it himself rather than hiding behind his girlfriend.”

“Grandpa…” I pouted.

Dominic’s hand covered mine, taking it off the glass. “I’m fine.” He gave me a reassuring squeeze before addressing Uncle Frank. “I’ll have a glass, thank you.”

“Now we’re talking.” Pleased, the latter filled more than half the glass. “There you go.”

When Uncle Frank moved on to his next target, I elbowed Dominic in his ribs. “Did you forget about what happened the last time?” I hissed in annoyance. “We’re in the countryside. It’s a long way to a hospital if you get alcohol poisoning again.”

Although we did have the local doctor, a proper hospital would be quite out of the way.

Dominic’s expression was calm. “I know what I’m doing.”

As if! Internally, I was throwing my hands up in chagrin. If that were true, you wouldn’t have been hospitalized in the first place, nor would Benjamin and Yvonne tell me you’d nearly drunk yourself into an early grave.

Unable to resist, I pinched his leg under the table. “Just this one glass, okay?” I said warningly. “No seconds.”

smirked. “Are you henpecking

I am?” I glared at him, peeved by his devil-may-care attitude when his health was at stake. “No seconds, and that’s

are you two whispering? Keep

retrospect, Dominic and I did act like quite a

eating,” Grandfather said. “Everyone dig

was one thing Uncle Frank was right about—it was in

Back in the day, when his health

was a social drinker and only imbibed alcohol when Grandfather was

heart bypass surgery some time ago, the doctor had told him to cut

was born—Grandfather was allowed to indulge in his drinks during special occasions where our family gathered and the

alcohol Grandfather was currently imbibing had me frown in concern. It’s true that it’s a special occasion, and he could cut loose a little… But he has already downed three

him a glass of juice and

laughed in delight. “Thanks, Lili. Okay, okay. I promise I’ll

as if daring him to

He was hospitalized one time because he

like my grandfather, who used to guzzle booze as freely as he breathed, being “not good with alcohol” was effectively a

the latter—more specifically, that he had too weak a stomach and ought to exercise more to develop

amicably in response to Grandfather’s chiding before promising that he

the last part, he looked at me

uncomprehendingly for a second before the realization that it was an innuendo dawned. I turned away, cheeks burning. He’d better not put in

Dominic from drinking as a sign of how much I cared about

others laughed good-naturedly while I feigned

pleasant atmosphere lasted for the rest of

dinner, Grandfather retired to his room, but not before telling Dominic very