Chapter Thirteen ~ A drunk wife

Liam

I should be angry. In Fact, I am angry! Emily is being careless and any sort of article right now will cause more damage and right now I’m not in the mood to deal with angry stakeholders when I have a powerful deal to close.

When I found her about to pass out, I wanted to ask Jake to take her back but then I saw her cry in her sleep and something in me just couldn’t, so here I am. Driving her back home in my Mercedes. This is a car that I never allow anyone to sit in. They’re only two 300 SLRs in the world and cleaning it is not easy.

I step on the gas but I must have zoned out when the light goes red and I have to step on the emergency brake making the car abruptly halt and boy oh boy what a mistake!

Shit!

A dizzy Emily snaps her eyes open making her gag.

“Oh no! Please, please!” I plead but it goes unanswered as she vomits everywhere

The scent fills the entire car and I open the window for some air as she falls back asleep. I debate just dropping her off right here on