Female NovelChapter 2183 Nor would Peter.
Lina tenderly caressed her daughter's hair, whispering, “No matter the circumstances, Mom will always stand by you.” In truth, she held hope that Laura would encounter someone compassionate and empathetic.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
In doing so, each party would find solace, and perhaps Edwin would cease his persistent pursuit.
Exiting the room and gently closing the door, Lina released a soft, wistful. sigh.
She possessed a keen understanding of Edwin; he was undeniably exceptional.
However, he remained a man.
Men, by nature, had their own inherent imperfections, such as possessiveness or yearning for the unattainable. There he was, supposedly cozied up with Miss Smith, basking in her warmth during that chilly season. Yet, he had opted to be there, indulging in drinks with Peter.
Lina grasped the reality but refrained from confronting it head-on.
She rubbed her hands together and approached them with unwavering enthusiasm, urging them to consume more libations.
She hoped Edwin would get drunk soon.
Then she would summon Mark to dispatch someone to retrieve his son, brimming with machinations, averting any further embarrassment in their midst.
Lina possessed a well-earned reputation for her liquor tolerance, particularly when it came to potent drinks.
She could easily outmatch Peter in that regard.
Observing his wife's solicitous demeanor, Peter found himself struck with astonishment and gently patted her head as if seeking assurance.
“Are you feeling all right?” Lina proceeded to pour three modest cups without hesitation.
With a subtle undercurrent of bitterness in her tone, she remarked, “Edwin, this one's to your happiness. Your parents must be overjoyed to see you settled! Don't forget to bring Miss Smith over for a meal.
While I may not excel in many areas, whipping up a couple of homemade dishes is well within my capabilities.” Edwin promptly downed his cup.
Lina mirrored his action.
The two of them engaged in an accelerated and relentless drinking bout, one cup swiftly succeeding the last, leaving Peter gaping in disbelief.
Beyond the window, a gentle drizzle began to descend, its soft pitter-patter creating a soothing ambiance.
Peter peered through the window, taking note of the rain outside.