With tears in my eyes and a heart full of sadness and resentment, I said, "Is it true that as long as I drink these three glasses of wine, we'll be clear?"
Hearing this, Orlando and Oliver were stunned for a moment, then nodded indifferently.
Camile covered her mouth and poured more than ten glasses of wine!
"Orlando and Oliver have given you more than three glasses of wine, at least you have to finish them all."
"Okay, I hope you keep your promises."
I stepped forward and drank one glass after another, the spicy liquid ran down my throat, burning hot.
I did not know how long it had been, but it felt like it was just a moment. The three people in front of me turned into six and my head started to feel dizzy.
Fallen to the sofa, Camile held onto Orlando and Oliver in a daze.
"I'm tired. Can you guys take me home?"
Before leaving the bar, she turned back and blinked at her male friends sitting on the sofa. "You guys have fun! Especially my sister, you guys have to take care of her!"
"No, don't go ...."
I struggled to sit up, but was held down by those male friends.
They approached me with a grin on their faces. I had a bad feeling and tried to crawl towards the door, but they pulled me back.