Chapter 45

"Jen, you're totally wasted!" Jasmine chuckled. "That's so unlike you!"

Jennifer's cheeks burned as she scoffed at herself. "It's just the alcohol talking. It makes me dream like every other girl, imagining I'll find my Prince Charming."

Deep down, she knew such men existed in a different word , far beyond her reach. They'd never cross paths, let alone fall in love.

"Forget it,” she said. “Let's just keep drinking!"

They clinked their glasses together and continued drinking, oblivious to Frederick's incessant calls throughout the night.

By the time the bar closed, they stumbled out, and Jennifer was barely able to stand from being so wasted.

Jasmine had to lend her support, feeling on the verge of tears as she complained, "I knew you couldn't handle your drinks! That's why I hate going out with you. I always end up babysitting!"

Suddenly, Jennifer muttered, "Frederick, you jerk! I'll kill you! You stole my first time! That day in the office!" She doubled over and vomited