Trouble in Paradise by Three Way

Chapter 0028

I could handle my liquor quite well usually. But on that day, I gulped down the alcohol far too quickly. So, my tolerance. didn't count for much. I was overwhelmed by the volume of the alcohol and the speed at which I downed it all.

I felt very tipsy. In my haze, I saw Pete's twisted smile. He leaned back with his hands in his pockets. Suddenly, the youthful aura that had gradually faded over the years reappeared.

My eyes stung. If only I could turn back time, I wouldn't have married Nicholas. And if I didn't, I wouldn't be dealing with so many distressing issues now.

How had I mustered up the courage to confess to Nicholas back then? I had been so foolish. Even the endless fighting with Pete as a kid would have been better than this hell.

I turned the finished bottle upside down and placed it on the table. Then, I reached for the second bottle. I was having double vision and kept seeing two bottles in front of me. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't open it.

Pete waved his hand to gesture at Silas. So, Silas had no choice but to take the bottle from me and open it. After he'd done that, he placed it back in front of me.

"Drink slowly," he advised.

and reached for the bottle, but he didn't let

are you

rest a bit before drinking more,"

You rejected that pretty girl who had been chasing after you without a second thought the other day. Do you know Ariana or something?" Silas shook his head with a bitter smile and returned to

the bottle to chug down the vodka. However, heavy drinking seemed to be best done in one go. Having paused for a short while, I found that I couldn't drink continuously as I

even threw up some alcohol. Tears streamed from my eyes. As I wiped them away, I saw Pete staring

back on his word, I picked up the bottle hastily and

the heck are you

threw up more than I drank at this

have been too unsightly. Finally, Pete got

onto the ground and stepped on the glass shards as he walked over to grab my hand. His gaze locked onto my hand, which was still reaching

bottle.

he questioned, " Are you out of your mind? Are you so desperate

maintain my facade any longer. My expression of flattery from a moment ago became contorted with fury. "Just a bit of money? You're threatening my job prospects and income, and