Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband-Chapter 1552: Not Drunk Again, Are You?

The two of them wandered from the Living Room to the Balcony on the Second Floor, looking at the frolicking figures Downstairs. Belinda Howard held a Champagne glass in hand, standing on the Balcony, perhaps really a bit thirsty, and unknowingly, she had finished one cup of Champagne.

Moreover, it was her first time drinking this Stuff, and she found the taste quite pleasant, sweet and fruity.

Seeing her wine glass empty, Horion Jones couldn’t help but smile, and after a short while, he brought over a whole bottle of Champagne.

Belinda Howard didn’t pay too much attention to it; she simply found the Champagne quite tasty, so she had another glass.

At first, she didn’t feel much, but after three glasses, she started to feel a little heavy-headed and unsteady on her feet.

Could she be drunk again?

Facing the evening breeze, Belinda Howard tried to shake her head a bit, and now she seemed a bit more sober.

It seemed that she was indeed a bit drunk.

"Would you like some more?" Seeing her finish three glasses, Horion Jones asked with a smile.

Belinda Howard looked up and shook her head with a smile, "No need."

If she kept drinking, she would truly become drunk!

Seeing her shaking her head, Horion Jones did not insist, but instead put the nearly empty Champagne bottle aside, then invited Belinda Howard to visit other places.

At this moment, after leaving the Balcony, Belinda Howard felt that her steps were somewhat floating; bad news, she might really be drunk.

After a few steps, her body started to lean, and she seemed unable to stand steadily.

Horion Jones noticed and couldn’t help but reach out his hand to support her swaying body, asking with concern, "Are you drunk?"

Belinda Howard raised her head and looked at the man in front of her. Somehow, the Horion Jones in front of her suddenly turned into Anthony Chambers.

She smiled foolishly and murmured, "Brother Luke... why are you here too?"

Hearing this, Horion Jones was taken aback.

"Uh, I’m Horion Jones."

"Hehe... didn’t you go to F City? How come you’re back so soon?" Belinda Howard was still foolishly smiling, gazing at the man before her.

But following that, the face in front of her started to blur, making it a bit hard to see clearly.

She shook her head to try and clear her line of sight. When she looked up again, what appeared was Horion Jones’s Handsome Face.

"Belinda, are you okay?"

Looking at Horion Jones in front of her, Belinda Howard was startled for a moment, then tapped her own head with her hand, "I... seem a bit drunk."

Horion Jones, looking at her, couldn’t help but frown, seemingly surprised that she couldn’t hold her liquor so well; just three glasses of Champagne, and she was already intoxicated.

"Then, shall I help you to the sofa to rest for a bit?"

Belinda Howard was feeling dizzy and disoriented, so she just nodded her head in a daze, "Okay."

The two came to the Living Room Downstairs. Champagne is just like this, when you drink it, it doesn’t seem potent, but as time passes, Belinda Howard could hardly bear it any longer. She laid down Inside the Sofa, feeling very uncomfortable.

Meanwhile, Horion Jones also looked at her with some concern.

Outside, a loud commotion could be heard clearly Inside Living Room. Belinda Howard closed her eyes, seemingly irritated by these noises, so she turned over, adjusting her sleeping position to another Direction.

Noticing her furrowed brows, Horion Jones looked towards the direction Outside the Door; the noise was too loud, and he was worried it would disturb her rest. He then bent down to look at her, who had already fallen asleep Inside the Sofa.

"Belinda? Belinda Howard?"

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