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He nodded and answered, "Yes, but medicine is still a drug nonetheless. It's more or less harmful."

"It's okay. Please send it to me later."

I left the washroom and returned to the private room. Austin had picked a few songs on the large screen to sing along. When he saw me returning, he narrowed his eyes at me and mocked, "What happened? Can't you even handle one glass?"

I ignored him and glanced at the table. Apart from the one that I had drunk, all the other glasses remained unmoved on the table as before.

Hendrix and Andrea sat close next to each other. She said something to him and he nodded slightly.

When his gaze landed on me, his eyes darkened and he looked away indifferently.

My heart sank. I walked to the table and said to Austin, "I hope you won't go back on your words, Mr. Shelley."

After saying that, I downed a glass full of alcohol. I forcibly suppressed the strong sense of nausea and downed another few glasses. I was never good at handling alcohol in the first place. When I reached my third glass, my lower abdomen ached faintly. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

that something was wrong. He gripped my hand that was holding a glass and turned to Hendrix, saying, "She is still your wife, Hendrix. You know

a little dizzy. At that moment, my heart was overflowing with anger and injustice.

was halted by a powerful force, then I was pulled into a familiar embrace. Austin looked

After that, Hendrix finished off the rest of the glasses.

again. I couldn't escape Hendrix's hold

drunk. Andrea stood up suddenly,

sounded like she

a complicated expression and opened his mouth. For a while, he didn't know what to say. Eventually, he left with Andrea. Josiah was the only one left. He snatched the glass from

of the nightclub. I was slightly light-headed. I didn't know how Josiah had left. When Hendrix placed me in the car, I

my lower abdomen. Seeing this, Hendrix frowned again and placed his palm on my lower abdomen. He asked,

beads of sweat precipitated on my

and said, "Endure it for a while, we're going to the

cold sweat. I grabbed him hastily, peered into his dark eyes, and shook my head. "Send me back to the villa and let Doctor Saunders treat me. He has the medicine."

the one who helped me recuperate