Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

Chapter 3311 Those Who Strive To Make The Most Of Their Lives Deserve More

When Rain saw Gale walk into the living room, she immediately caught a whiff of alcohol and frowned.

"Didn't you go out for dinner? Why did you drink?" asked Rain.

Gale grinned at her, "I'm in a good mood, so I had a little."

"A little? You probably nearly drowned yourself in it!" Rain frowned and sat down across from him. "You just said my cooking is bad. Was it really necessary to get this drunk? I'm not going to do anything to you."

"You'd hit me," replied Gale. His charming, slightly tipsy eyes sparkled more than usual.

"Yes, I'm mad," replied Rain. "It's because I went out of my way to cook for you, and you had the nerve to complain. That's not the point. If you think it's bad, you could have told me to my face instead of talking behind my back.

"Do you know how embarrassing that is for me? But hitting you? That's a bit much."

"Sorry, I didn't mean to," apologized Gale. Sometimes, he just could not help himself.

What he really meant was to brag to Gordan that someone had been cooking for him. However, for some reason, his words came out twisted.

Unfortunately, Rain overheard his comment.

Still, that was not the real reason he went out drinking tonight.

The reason Gale ended up like this was because of what Luca had said. Rain probably had a crush on someone if she was working so hard on improving her cooking skills. She wanted to make something good for whoever she liked.

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became.

Who did Rain like?

He pondered while drinking but could not figure it out.

The only people he saw her interact with were their subordinates, and he had not seen her treat anyone differently.

As he kept wondering, he ended up drinking more and more until he was too dazed to think. Finally, he had to call for a ride home.

when she saw Gale drunkenly apologizing, her anger inexplicably faded. "Alright, you're drunk. And you're a

Gale, punctuating his words

want to do? Do you want me to punch

out of the question," Gale replied with a grin, covering his face. "Just don't

as you're not mad, you

going to argue with a drunk. Just go to bed. You

want to sleep," Gale insisted, shaking his head. "You go ahead. I still need to

drunk. He was only acting like this because he was

could not be angry. She could not argue with

walked toward him, pulling on his hand. "Come on, let's go upstairs

He did not budge at all, like a giant statue that no one

she frowned as she warned

mean to me. I'm

long legs on the coffee table. She wanted to understand what a drunk might be thinking. "What are you

Gale rolled his eyes playfully and then laughed. "I'm not

her fists, feeling her

to make me mad?" asked

don't want to tell you. I just can't," answered Gale, furrowing his brows as

They usually spoke their minds openly. Even when

no secrets

his head. "Who would like a guy like

to the heavens? After all, you're quite capable," replied Rain, frowning at his

had bloody pasts, they

to stay alive and atone for their past. Those who strived to

I really that capable?" Gale leaned in closer. His drunken eyes locked

truly believe that.

capable?" Gale asked for

helpless. She was treating him like a child in

comfort.

I'm so capable, then why

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