Chapter 902

As in thoroughly, utterly drunk. He remained silent and stoic as Josephine continued to hammer at his chest. Exhausted and dry of tears, Josephine dropped onto the floor and stared blankly into space. “Josie!” Zayne called out to her again and again, his voice thick with hurt. However, Josephine only fetched out a strip of double-sided tape to shut his mouth. Then, she stood by the headboard. She stared down at Zayne Severe like a predator who had caught sight of its prey. “Zayne Severe, you b*stard,” she spat out. “You ruined my life. I can’t fall in love again anymore because you’ve spoiled me for everyone else. What am I supposed to do now?” Josephine turned around, feeling more despondent the more she droned on. Pulling another bottle from the wine cabinet, she opened it and chugged directly from it. Without realizing it, Josephine’s life had intertwined too deeply with alcohol. Perhaps it was the countless lonely nights where only alcohol could drive off her insom