"So that's why she came here." Nicole's face softened a bit.
Jessica raised her head to look at the other side of the hall, "Mr. Jones is waiting for you. Shall we go there now?"
"I wanted you and Carl to take the lead and have the first dance." Nicole sounded regretful.
She and Arabel had agreed on setting Jessica up with Carl, but Nicole didn't that Sivan would ruin her plan. Nicole couldn't help but think that maybe Jessica and Carl were not meant to be together.
The atmosphere in the banquet hall was lively. Some people were dancing while others were chatting.
It was Carl's mother's birthday today, so the main characters were Carl's parents and their friends.
Jessica sat at the corner, drinking her wine, but she glanced at the entrance of the banquet hall from time to time.
She wondered why it took Carl so long to help Sivan apply medicine. What on earth stopped him from coming back?
The longer it took, the more anxious Jessica became. She drank one glass after another without noticing how much wine she had drunk.
After a long time, she was so drunk that she felt dizzy, so she wanted to use the bathroom. As soon as she got up, she staggered and fell back.
However, she did not feel the pain in her back as she anticipated. Instead, she found herself in someone's strong arms.
The next second, she smelled a familiar scent which made her want to rely on the man supporting her.
"How much did you drink?" Carl's voice was low, but he sounded a little displeased.
Jessica was so dizzy that she could not gather any strength. Her voice was soft, even though she wanted to sound intimidating, "I can drink as much as I want. It's none of your business."
She heard the man's soft laughter and his voice, "Why are you so grumpy when you're drunk? Jessica, let me tell you. I'm the only one who still likes you when you're grumpy."
Jessica had drunk too much, so she could not respond to his words quickly. After she finally understood what he said and wanted to speak, Nicole came.
"Why is Jessica so drunk? Carl, take her to her room for a rest..."
Jessica struggled as she did not want to be taken to another room, "Mrs. Jones, I can still
drink!"
Arabel also came, and she knocked on Jessica's head and said, "Behave yourself."
Jessica pouted and snorted discontentedly. But she stopped resisting.
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