Chapter 225

Scarlett “You sure you don't want to drink with us?” Kathleen asked as she shook the bottle of alcohol, showing it off me as if I would get tempted to drink it if she showed enough. I rubbed my temples, watching as the two of them finished one case of alcohol without caring for anything. They even seemed like they were competing with each other about who drinks well enough. “If I drink, who would watch the two of you?” I rolled my eyes, feeling helpless with these two. Kathleen waved her hands, laughing. “The bartender?” “As if.” I took the glass of juice and started sipping on it. “You're not even broken so why do you look like you're the one who got her heart broken?” Kathleen, whose face was slightly red clearly the signs of getting drunk, chuckled as she continued drinking from the bottle. “I'm just happy...” she said. “...but at the same time, sad that I can't get pregnant again.” I paused. “Who said you can't?” “The physician,” she pressed her lips together. “I asked her three da