Chapter 662 Drinking Too Much Causes Trouble
Neil's words put Francis in a difficult position.
Just as he was about to speak, Neil tightly grasped Francis's hand, his cloudy eyes brimming with tears. "Francis, Edward was my only son. Now that he's gone, how long can you take care of us? We have just one wish: for you to marry Wendy, become my son, and give me peace of mind."
A verbal promise to take care of someone is never as reliable as a real relationship.
Neil was using his deceased son to try to force Francis.
Francis, already feeling weak from drinking, shook his groggy head and said, "Neil, this really isn't possible. I have a girlfriend. Don't worry, I will definitely take care of you in your old age."
Wendy, who was pretending to clean nearby, overheard their conversation.
So, Francis and Dulce were together.
Hearing this, Neil's face fell. He let go of Francis's hand in disappointment, as if deeply hurt.
"Neil, I'm really sorry," Francis said quickly, seeing Neil's distress. "I will take care of you just like before."
Neil was silent for a moment, then poured another drink. "Have a few more drinks with me."
Francis really couldn't drink anymore, but he couldn't bear to hurt Neil's feelings further, so he forced himself to drink.
After a while, Francis was completely drunk and collapsed on the table.
Neil, who drank often, was still somewhat sober.
Elara helped him up. "Why did you drink so much? Go to your room and rest. Wendy, take care of Francis."
"Okay." Wendy put down what she was doing and walked over to Francis. Seeing him completely passed out, her expression softened.
It took Wendy quite a bit of effort to get Francis to the bed, where she took off his shoes and jacket.
Wendy sat by the bed, unable to take her eyes off Francis. After all these years, it was the first time she could quietly look at him like this.
Just then, Elara came in, subtly hinting to Wendy, "Drunk men are the most troublesome in the middle of the night. Wendy, your dad and I are going to bed. You take care of Francis. Brianna will sleep in our room tonight, so you don't have to worry about her."
Wendy understood, surprised that Elara was implicitly approving of her relationship with Francis.
"Mom, you and Dad should get some rest."
Elara left after speaking.
It was already late.
At ten o'clock, the house was very quiet. Elara thoughtfully closed the door as she left.
Wendy looked at the drunken Francis and couldn't help but reach out to touch his face. She had longed for this day for so long, to quietly watch him and touch him.
Francis's phone rang again. Dulce had sent another message: [Francis, if you don't reply to me, I'll be really mad. Did you stop caring after you won me over? My mom wants to meet you this weekend.]
It had reached the point of meeting the parents.
Seeing the message, Wendy felt a bit anxious.
Thinking about what Francis had just said to Neil, she realized that if she wanted Francis to marry her, she would have to use other means.
Wendy grabbed Francis's hand, pressed it to her face, and softly said, "Francis, I really want to be your wife. I will be a good wife."
As she spoke, Wendy began to unbutton her clothes.
Dulce waited all night but didn't get a reply from Francis. She thought about how Jenny had just been arrested and figured he was busy, so she didn't dwell on it.
In the early morning.
Half-sober, Francis woke up feeling parched and suffocated by the stuffy room.
As he opened his eyes, he suddenly realized something was wrong. There was someone else in the bed with him.
Francis sat up in shock. By the light of the night lamp, he saw it was Wendy and was so startled that he rolled off the bed.
Wendy woke up and looked at Francis standing by the bed. "What's wrong? It's still early. You can sleep a bit more."
"Wendy." Francis realized he wasn't wearing pants, and Wendy wasn't wearing clothes either.
Regretting his drunken actions, Francis quickly put on his clothes and pants, not knowing how to face Wendy. "Wendy, I drank too much. I'm sorry. What did I do to you?"
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