North Capital was very cold, so when Zayne wanted Angeline to drink with him, Jay did not stop them. He simply reminded Angeline, saying, "Don't drink too much or you’ll get drunk."
"Mm.” Angeline nodded.
"Aren't you drinking?" Angeline asked Jay curiously.
Jay wanted to, but he was allergic to alcohol.
Besides, this was Doomsday’s turf. He had to keep his head clear at all times so that he could protect everyone here.
When Zayne and the others were drinking, Jay unpacked Angeline's luggage at the side. He even made Angeline some oats.
Josephine said coyly, "Big Brother, I want some too."
Jay shot back at her, “Let your man do it."
Zayne stood up and said, "I'll do it then."
When Zayne brought out a bowl of oats, Josephine looked at the large bowl while feeling dumbfounded.
"Do I look like a pig to you?"
Zayne complained, saying, "It became so watery when I added water, and when I added in more oats, it
became dry. I ended up with this."
Jay stared at the empty packet of oats. At that moment, the noblest of hearts in the whole of Imperial Capital hurt so much that he winced. "I only brought that much oats with me and you used it all up just like that?"
Zayne apologized like a kid. "I'm sorry, I didn’t mean i t."
Josephine could not bear to watch Zayne be punished, so she said, "I can finish this."
Jay walked away.
Zayne's emotions changed just as fast as turning a page in a book. Once Jay left them, he resumed his carefree attitude.
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