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.

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

Gale,

want me to punch you and make you go straight

with a grin, covering

as you're not

argue with a drunk. Just go to bed. You can't

Gale insisted, shaking his head. "You go ahead.

herself not to get mad at a drunk. He was only acting like this because

could not be angry. She could not

patience and walked toward him, pulling on

think." Gale's strength was much greater than Rain's. He did not budge at all, like a giant statue that

Rain was an impatient person, and she frowned as she warned him. She rarely

don't be mean to me. I'm really trying

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

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

her fists, feeling

you trying to make me

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

You're being all mysterious," questioned Rain. They usually spoke their minds openly. Even when Gale was drunk, he would say whatever came to

no secrets

I'm not." Gale shook his head.

shouldn't they be grateful to the heavens? After all, you're quite capable," replied Rain, frowning

bloody pasts, they had

to live righteously, doing everything to stay alive and atone for

Gale leaned in closer. His drunken eyes locked onto

are." Rain nodded. "I truly believe that. If

really, really capable?" Gale

capable." Rain felt helpless. She was treating him like

comfort.

pouted. "If I'm so capable, then why

halfway through his sentence