Sebastian hadn’t even had a chance to comment on anything before his wife flung herself over.
“Idol? T-tell me w-who he is,” asked Sasha to gossip. Sebastian thought, This stupid woman is actually behaving like an octopus and hugging onto my sister? Gosh.
Sabrina frowned immediately.
“No, I won’t tell you.”
“Come on, tell me. I-I can teach you how to, uhm, how to flirt with him if you do.”
Sebastian didn’t comment on that.
Drunk women truly are terrifying.
He couldn’t bear to keep watching, so he got up and had a grouchy expression on as he pried the two of them apart.
“Wendy, please take my sister back to her room.”
“Understood, Mr. Hayes.”
Wendy couldn’t bear to keep watching as well, so she was quick to go to Sabrina and take the latter away.
Sasha was still holding onto her bottle. When she saw Sabrina leaving, she panicked and demanded, “Come back, you’re not allowed to leave. You haven’t told me who the guy is, Sabrina… Hey!”
She hadn’t finished her sentence before the man standing beside her suddenly carried her and walked away.
I will teach you a lesson, you annoying little thing.
A few minutes later, in the bedroom on the second floor.
Sasha, who was still muttering as she was being carried in, was tossed onto the bed harshly.
“Hmph, Sebby, you’re bullying me. How can you throw me like this? I-I am your precious wifey, ya know?”
She was so drunk that she couldn’t tell left from right anymore, and she was upset, so she staggered up and over. She wrapped her arms around the guy and started touching him.
Sebastian’s eye twitched.
I think this is the first time I see her drunk. She has always behaved like a woman with traditional beliefs and was never drunk. Hell, she would blush whenever she does something even a little out of character, but now… she’s even saying things like precious wifey?
A warm and fuzzy feeling spread out in the guy’s heart. The anger he felt earlier had faded entirely.
“Okay, precious wifey. Shall I try setting you down again?” asked Sebastian through gritted teeth as he held her wandering hands.
The drunk lady nodded and replied, “Okay.”
With her hands locked in, she started rubbing her body against his instead. Her beautiful, blushing face kept smiling right in front of him.
Her eyes suddenly became the most seductive things ever…
Sebastian felt like he wouldn’t be a man if he could actually resist that.
His eyes burned with lust before he tackled her.
“Mmm…”
The drunk woman’s words ended up being lost in the man’s hot kisses.
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