Dauntless God Of War

Chapter 218

It wasn't until ten o'clock at night that Charlotte finally fell asleep. It wasn't until ten o'clock at night that Charlotte finally fell asleep.

Wrenna and Harold awkwardly got out of bed and left the room stealthily.

Without Charlotte chattering away, neither of them knew what to say, and they grew increasingly awkward.

“You...”

“Uh...”

As they stood at the door, they exchanged a look and spoke at the exact same time.

Then, they stopped in concert.

Both their faces flushed bright red.

“Ladies first. You go first!”

In the end, it was still Harold who broke the silence.

“If you're not in a hurry to go home, have a few drinks with me!” Wrenna proposed while looking all conflicted.

Glimpsing her complex expression that day which had been a toss-up between joyful and sorrowful, Harold nodded after a moment's contemplation.

There's no one at home anyway, so I'd be all alone even if I were to go home early.

Since Francesca had already gone to bed, Wrenna personally went to the kitchen and fried a bowl of peanuts.

Whoa! What a formidable woman!

When Wrenna came out with the liquor, Harold was all the more convinced of his evaluation of her.

After all, she didn't bring out red wine, as he had expected. Instead, she brought out two bottles of whiskey.

On top of that, she didn't take any glass out.

“Are you planning to drink it straight from the bottle?” Harold asked in curiosity.

“Are you saying that you haven't got the guts?”

Wrenna's reply was exceedingly simple. A mere counterquestion left him without a retort.

“I've never been afraid when it comes to drinking! Bring it on!”

Harold reached out and took a bottle of whiskey from her.

“Here's a toast to you, Harold. Thank you for saving my daughter, Char.”

With a plate of peanuts and two bottles of whiskey, the two of them started drinking at Wrenna's house.

To Harold's utter surprise, Wrenna remained unaffected even after drinking a few gulps of whiskey.

That aside, the way she was drinking straight from the bottle was really too astounding that goosebumps rose all over him.

“Are you at odds with your family?”

After they had both drank quite a bit, they started conversing more.

Recalling the scene earlier, Harold couldn't help asking that question.

“Let's not mention my family. They're a bunch of selfish scumbags who never consider my feelings. They want me to marry that b*stard, but I don't like that kind of man at all...”

On top of that, she didn't take any glass out.

“Are you planning to drink it straight from the bottle?” Harold asked in curiosity.

Without realizing it, they both finished the bottle of whiskey in their hands.

Unsatisfied, Wrenna staggered to her feet. Going over to the wine cabinet, she took out two bottles of top-notch vodka.

“Whoa!”

Even Harold sucked in a breath right then despite being the God of War.

However, it was due to his surprise when it came to Wrenna.

Vodka was renowned for its high alcohol content. It was a necessity for the northerners when it snowed, for a single sip had one feeling warm when it was cold.

If they were to down those two bottles that day, they would no longer be drinking. Instead, they would be poisoning themselves.

Never had I imagined that she dares drink such liquor. Besides, she's even planning to drink in the same manner as she did the whiskey previously, drinking straight from the bottle. How utterly insane! As expected of the austere beauty! All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

Disregarding his surprised look, Wrenna uncorked the bottle of top-notch vodka in her hand and took a huge swig.

Cough! Cough! Cough!

Perhaps she was too hasty, or the liquor was too strong, but she started choking after taking a gulp of it.