Chapter 77: She’s Not Worth My Anger
Plain water.
Florence thought he wasn’t willing to drink with her, but he seriously said, "In this situation, at least one of us needs to stay completely sober."
Florence’s expression changed, "I’m not saying I want to take advantage of the alcohol to sleep with you."
Ethan: "..."
To his surprise, Florence was knocked out after just two glasses of liquor.
And she was thoroughly drunk.
She couldn’t be woken up no matter what.
Ethan sat there for less than ten minutes before carrying her away.
At that time, he hadn’t even taken a sip of the water in his hand and just watched as she downed the first glass in one go. Her face gradually turned rosy, and he advised, "Don’t drink too fast, take it slow."
Florence didn’t look at him, she just stared blankly ahead and after a while, she poured herself a second glass.
She drank the second glass in three sips.
After each sip, she paused before taking another. After the third sip, she stood up, looked at him for a moment, walked two steps towards him, then directly fell onto the sofa.