Billionaire's Sweetheart

Chapter 804

Richard used to think that Felicity was the simplest woman he had ever met, but now he realised that this woman in front of him was as simple as an idiot.

What kind of education did she have?

She couldn't even understand the meaning behind his words.

Elizabeth misunderstood his words because she herself already liked Richard. She was afraid that after she got drunk, her emotions would explode even more. A person who had lost all sense of reason would definitely fall down in the face of the man she liked.

"Alright, drink!" Richard didn't want to correct her misconception, so he directly placed a bottle of wine in front of her. "If you're drunk, I'll lock you in your room."

Elizabeth's beautiful eyes flashed, and she actually picked up the bottle of wine, and drank it immediately.

She didn't even need to drink anymore. She just wanted to drink to her heart's content.

Seeing her raise her head, her slender and snow-white neck seemed like the most beautiful swan. The instant she drank, her neck slightly moved up and down, and even Richard couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Is it really that good to drink?

She actually drank it to his heart's content as if it were a beverage.

Elizabeth had overestimated her ability, she thought that it would taste so good that it could even be drunk from a single bottle.

Unfortunately, she soon realized that she couldn't drink anymore. She was too full, and she had eaten her fill just now.

Therefore, she put the bottle on the table, stretched out her hand and stroked her forehead, "Your wine shouldn't be intoxicating, right? Why am I still so awake?"

Seeing that she had started to get drunk from thinking about it, Richard could not help but snort lightly, "The aftereffects of this wine are quite impressive. You should go and lie on the sofa for a while, it will be effective immediately."

"Oh, okay!" After Elizabeth finished speaking, she actually listened to her and went to the sofa to lie down.

However, the moment she laid down, she really felt dizzy. She raised one of her arms to cover her eyes, wanting to sleep with her eyes closed.

Richard was still leaning on the wine shelf. With his lazy look, no one could tell what he was thinking about at the moment.

After lying down for a few minutes, Elizabeth suddenly felt extremely thirsty, thus, she struggled to get up, wanting to pour a cup of water.

Suddenly, she rolled down from the sofa, because her hands and feet were weak and her head was dizzy. She seemed to be swaying when she looked at everything.

Hearing the voice coming from the sofa, Richard raised his eyes and saw Elizabeth lying on the carpet, struggling to get up.

He quickly put down his wine cup and walked over. Stretching out his long arm, he pulled her up and asked coldly, "Are you drunk?"

"No, I can still drink!" Elizabeth was so thirsty that she wanted to drink more.

Thinking about the sweet red wine from before, she couldn't help but lick her lips, "Richard, pour me another glass, okay?"

Although she felt dizzy, she still hadn't lost her consciousness. That was why she was able to speak in one breath.

"Stop drinking!" Richard immediately advised her.

"Alright, I want some water!" Deep inside, Elizabeth did not dare trouble this man to help her pour the water. Therefore, she relied on the strength in his arm to stand steadily, and shakily went to get a cup of water.

"Don't move, I'll do it!" Richard was really afraid that she would break the water cup, when the time came, he would have to take care of it himself. Thus, he pulled the woman back and pressed her down on the sofa.

Elizabeth's body was burning up, without any strength, what did Richard say?

Richard poured a cup of water and when Elizabeth reached out to grab it, she felt that the cup was against her. She had clearly wanted to grab onto the cup with her hand, but why was the cup spinning?

"I'm not drinking anymore. Even the cup is bullying me?" The reason why Elizabeth drank was because she was in a bad mood the entire time. She did not expect that, even more so now, she did not want to drink at all. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Seeing that she was still acting, Richard immediately asked her coldly, "If you want to drink, just ask me, I'll feed it to you!"

"Please?" Elizabeth was really clear-headed. She raised her blurry eyes and looked at the extremely handsome man in front of her, and laughed foolishly, "Richard, I beg you, will you help me?"

"Yes sir!" The man's tone was firm and no one dared to doubt him.

"Then I beg of you ... Let my... my aunt go!"

Even if Elizabeth was drunk, she had not forgotten her mission.

Hearing that, Richard's face changed, his eyes became even colder, he picked up the water and left.

What was bad about begging? It wanted the last thing he wanted to hear.

Elizabeth felt that he had already left her, she immediately reached out to cover her face, looking embarrassed to see him, but through her fingers, there were tears.

Richard didn't bother with her anymore, he also wanted to get drunk to death like this.

However, the pain in her throat made it impossible for her to sleep. She still wanted to drink water. She really wanted to.

She felt like a desert that had been dry for hundreds of years, even a drop of water would be fine.

Elizabeth still got up after groping around, but she found that it was already dark outside the window.

The room was also dark and there were no lights on. Elizabeth was already dizzy, but at this moment, she could no longer differentiate which direction was which.

Suddenly, she seemed to see a glimmer of light.

That was the direction of the wine shelves.

Only the small lights on the shelves were on, shining directly on the counters, lighting up a small piece of the world.

Richard lazily leaned against the back of the chair, the alcohol in his hand had already drank a few cups, but he had a good tolerance for alcohol, so he was not drunk, but was even more clear- headed.

He saw the woman walking over while pressing her head down. She had an extremely uncomfortable look on her face.

It occurred to him that if a person who was drunk would feel thirsty, then she must be thirsty again.

Thus, he stretched out his finger and held the cup of ice water. The man stood up and walked towards the crooked woman with meticulous steps.

He put the water in front of her and said in a low, cold voice, "Would you like some water?"

When Elizabeth heard the word ‘water’, she instinctively nodded her head. Her messy black hair, coupled with her pale white and small facial features, made her look quite likeable.

"Beg me!" Richard was playing with her like a kitten, he liked her obedient look.

"Please!" Elizabeth pouted her lips, then curled her lips and was about to give her the water.

Unexpectedly, Elizabeth's natural instinct exploded forth as she reached out to push her hand. "Please? Who are you? I, Elizabeth Jones, have never begged anyone, I don't even know how to beg!"

Richard never thought that she would actually turn drunk, it was just that, in front of him, she was still too weak.

"Then don't drink it, just die of thirst!" Richard said as he turned to leave.

"Hey, come back here!" Elizabeth suddenly shouted angrily, but Richard did not care, she immediately pounced from behind, her two arms wrapped around his waist, "Give me the water, handsome!"