Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean) novel Chapter 622

In the blink of an eye, Matthias and Heather had finished three bottles of alcohol, each of which had an alcohol content of no less than 40 percent. At the sight of this, Evan was truly stunned and speechless. He feared that they would spend the entire night drinking as the alcohol went to their heads.

He was secretly worried about the two of them, for he feared that they would suffer from alcohol poisoning. The three bottles of liquor were of different types, and he didn’t know if any chemical reaction would occur when these liquors were mixed in their stomachs.

“Get us another bottle, Evan,” Matthias called Evan again. He was drinking recklessly.

“Sir, your health—” Evan said, but Matthias interrupted him before he could finish his sentence.

“Get us another bottle.” Matthias shot Evan an icy look. He didn’t want Heather to know about his chronic illness, yet Evan brought this up.

Luckily, Heather was mellow with drinks, so she didn’t pay any attention to their conversation. Right now, she was starting to feel dizzy since it was easier to get drunk by drinking different types of liquor at once.

Heather liked the feeling of stepping on air. She shook her head, trying to sober herself up a little. The good liquor stored in the cellar of Matthias’ home was indeed strong.

Evan reluctantly took out a bottle of vodka, which was probably the bottle of liquor they drank with the lowest alcohol content. As he snatched the bottle of vodka from Evan right away, Matthias ordered him, “Bring us all the spirits in the wine cellar.”

Instead of stopping Matthias from fooling around like this, she looked at Evan with great interest; it seemed like she was urging him even more.

Evan looked at the two of them in vexation. “You two must stop drinking,” he protested vehemently. Are they planning to drink themselves to death tonight?

“Why can’t we keep on drinking when our appetites have just been stimulated?” As she rested her chin in her hand, Heather looked at Evan with a serious expression. She didn’t understand why he was so vexed.

“I’m afraid that you two won’t have any appetite tomorrow. You two might even lose your stomachs,” Evan replied between clenched teeth. He began to suspect that he had made a misjudgment, for he couldn’t imagine how Heather and Matthias would spend the rest of their lives together in the long days to come. Were the two drunkards going to give birth to a little drunkard? At the thought of this, Evan thought they’d better have a daughter instead.

Heather and Matthias looked at each other with a smile. They didn’t take Evan’s words to heart since it was almost impossible to ask two people who loved drinking to stop at this moment. “Would you like to have a few drinks with us, Evan?” Matthias grabbed Evan. He reached out to the latter, whereas Heather had a gloating look on her face.

“I’m not drinking with you two.” Evan pushed Matthias’s hand away in disgust. He was already beside himself with rage, so much so that he wished a huge boulder would fall from the sky and crush these two demons to death.

“Come and have a drink. How could a man not drink liquor?” Matthias grabbed Evan and insisted that he drank some alcohol, giving Evan quite a headache. On the other hand, Heather chimed in from the side and said, “That’s right. You’re an adult man, so you’ll be laughed at if you don’t drink alcohol.”

Evan resolutely refused to drink as he pushed away the vodka that Matthias handed to him. Matthis has never bothered me like this, so has the alcohol really gone into his head this time? he thought to himself. “I don’t like drinking,” he stressed again, though he could hardly suppress the irresistible urge within him.

“You’ll like it.” Matthias picked up the wine glass right away and held it to Evan’s lips.

Evan felt uncomfortable when he smelled the alcohol. “You’re drunk, sir.” He broke free of Matthias’s hold. Speaking of which, Evan was quite skilled at fighting.

“Evan is like a lady,” Matthias said with a laugh.

Evan wished he could kill Matthias right now, but he told himself to calm down and not argue with the two drunkards.

“Evan is an intelligent yet unassuming man.” Heather simply provoked him further by making such a judgment about him.

They seldom saw Evan blowing up, but it seemed that they would succeed in enraging him tonight. Evan was getting increasingly furious right now, and he felt like a continuously inflating balloon that would explode right away at any minute.

“I’ll raise your pay starting from next month, Evan. Can’t you have a few drinks with us tonight?” Matthias knew Evan’s weakness, so he was never tired of tempting Evan with a pay raise.

Evan was on the verge of an angry outburst at first, but he instantly calmed down upon hearing the words ‘pay raise.’ He had asked Matthias for a pay raise many times both implicitly and explicitly, and it was rare for Matthias to bring this up himself today. “Okay,” he answered readily.

Heather snorted with laughter. As it turned out, it was so easy to deal with Evan, and she finally understood why Matthias trusted Evan so much. Indeed, such a subordinate could be treated as a trusted aide. How she wished she could have a trusted aide whom she could deal with using money!

Evan sat down between Matthias and Heather, separating them directly. Meanwhile, Matthias was slightly displeased by this. As expected, Evan was arrogant and wouldn’t give in easily. Therefore, he would definitely spite them.

“I’ll be drinking, and you two will drink with me.” Evan poured himself half a glass of vodka before filling Matthias and Heather’s glasses with it. This was totally unfair, but Heather didn’t mind these details. She simply emptied her glass since vodka was like drinking water to her.

On the other hand, Matthias patted Evan on the shoulder after finishing a glass of vodka. “I’ll increase your pay by 10,000 with every glass of vodka you drink. Let’s see how many tens of thousands you can earn by drinking.” Now that he had a great time drinking, he became increasingly generous with money. He then filled Evan’s glass to the brim with a mischievous smile on his lips. He was quite mischievous by nature, after all.

Heather chimed in at one side, “It’s so easy to make money while working under you, Director Locke.” As she spoke, she goaded Evan and said, “I would definitely finish ten glasses in a row if I were you.”

Evan looked at the vodka with a frown. The vodka had an alcohol content of 40 percent, which was indeed much lower than that of the previous bottles of liquor. However, he really couldn’t hold his liquor. Was he going to drink himself unconscious here today for a pay raise? Still, he didn’t forget to remind Matthias by saying, “I had a glass of vodka just now.”