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.

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

it to me. What are you

bit

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

grabbed the bottle to chug down the vodka. However, heavy drinking seemed to be best done in one go. Having paused

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

he would go back on his word, I picked up the bottle hastily and continued drinking while I was

you still drinking?" Pete asked

another big gulp, but I threw up more than

drinking and vomiting. It must have been too unsightly. Finally,

of him onto the ground and stepped on the glass shards as he walked over

bottle.

as he questioned, " Are you out of your mind? Are you so desperate for that little bit of money that you'd

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 you say it's just