Rebirth of Billionaire's Wife - Chapter 138

Chapter 138: I can’t take this Chapter 138: I can’t take this Eveline had hardly fallen asleep when a loud crash shook her awake and caused her to sit.

Her gaze darted around the room before coming to a halt at the window, where Gabriel was struggling to stand on his own.

His moves were awkward, raising her brow, but then she observed the idiotic smile on his lips, which caused her brow to furrow.

“Oops, I’m sorry.

Did I wake you up?” he asked, slurring slightly as he approached her.

Eveline noted his heavy steps and swiftly got down from the bed as he lost his footing again.

“Be careful,” Eveline said as she swiftly reached for him and helped him stay steady.

A strong odor of alcohol hit her nostril, and she gave him a furious look.

“Did you drink?” Eveline asked in disbelief.

Eveline was aware of Gabriel’s aversion for alcohol, but then a recollection from her past came to mind, reminding her of how he gradually became accustomed to it.

However, he was not the Gabriel of the past, and he was still not used to being inherited.

Gabriel’s eyes glitter with delight, and he nods in agreement to her question.

“Just a little, but it’s spinning,” he remarked, his mood shifting from happy to confused.

Gabriel had only drank a glass, but the effects were immediate as he began to notice the after affects.

Eveline checked him before leading him to her bed and helping him sit.

She had to do something to help him clear his mind, but she had no idea how.

Gabriel was not in his senses and questioning him was out of bounds, so she decided to browse the internet, and she was pleased to find a plethora of possibilities.

“Okay, since it’s only one glass, the water should be enough to help him clear his head,” she muttered, rushing to get the glass of water sitting on the side table.

“Here, Gabriel.

Drink this.

“You will feel better,” she whispered, bringing the glass up to his lips.

Gabriel gave her a blank stare before warily looking at the glass.

“Are you trying to poison me?” He bluttered out, leaving Eveline astonished, but the seriousness was quickly replaced by a sincere giggle.

“I’d gladly drink it for you, but not right now,” he said, pushing the glass away from his lips and hiccupping.

Eveline looked perplexed by Gabriel’s bad behavior, but she persisted in making him drink the water.

“Gabriel Winston, if you do not want me to throw you out the window, drink it,” she cautioned, and he felt sorry for her.

Eveline couldn’t believe Gabriel would transform into a completely different person after only one glass of booze.

But wasn’t he usually like this when he was drunk?

Fortunately, he was not forcing her this time.

Gabriel refused to comply with her request, or rather demand, prompting her to lose patience.

Just as she was going to reprimand him, her phone rang and her words died in her throat.

Giving Gabriel a quick glance, she walked to the bedside table to answer the phone.

“Hi, Eveline.

Is Gabriel with you?” Stefan urgently inquired.

Eveline had not seen the caller’s name, but she recognized his voice fast.

“Yes, he is; but what happened to him?

Why is she drunk?” Eveline glanced aside and clenched her teeth as she attempted to frighten Stefan over the phone.

She already had a lot going on and just wanted some undisturbed sleep, but Gabriel’s drunken entrance caught her off guard, and she was now doing her hardest to convince him.

Stefan let out a sigh of relief, causing Eveline to wrinkle her brow and say, “I’ll tell you everything, but not now.

I believe Gabriel needs you the most because it was you that he got into this.” Eveline stood perplexed, unable to comprehend Stefan’s remarks, but then memories of their fight in his room rushed her mind, and she groaned pathetically.

“So that is the reason,” she muttered, weakly.

“Yes, that’s the reason,” Stefan agreed since she got everything right.

Eveline closed her eyes in defeat and sighed once again.

“I’m not sure I can handle him.

He’s wasted,” she remarked helplessly.

“And I believe you are the only one who can handle him.

So goodbye, and sleep well.” Beep….Beep…

Eveline couldn’t believe Stefan had simply hung up on her, leaving her to deal with Gabriel alone.

“Argh!” She growled in irritation and turned to see Gabriel drowsy on the bed, but it was his actions that terrified her out.

“Gabriel, what are you doing?

Why are you removing your clothes?” Eveline put the glass down on the table and dashed towards him.

“Um, Eve, it’s hot.” He said as he attempted to remove the shirt’s button.

His efforts were awkward due to the drink, but he managed to open them all and fling the shirt aside.

Eveline gaped at the sight of his muscular form coming to her sight, but she quickly shook off her thoughts and walked to his side.

“No, it is not.

So just wear this back.” Eveline refused to let him sleep like that since he was grabbing for his belt next.

Gabriel gave Eveline an odd glance before pushing himself up to sit on the bed.

His eyes were drawn to the concern on her face, and with a swift movement, he grabbed her hand and drew her to sit on him.

“Ah!” Eveline yelped, but hastily covered her lips since she did not want to draw additional attention.

However, she continued to fling daggers at Gabriel.

This man was not only unpleasant to be around when sober, but also stubborn when intoxicated.

Either way, she couldn’t deal with him.

Gabriel’s gaze skimmed Eveline’s face.

She looked cute with every expression she made, but he despised it when she denied her feelings for him.

Why can’t she accept him when he’s willing to do everything for her?

What caused her to close her heart so tightly that she was reluctant to see his love for her.

Eveline, on the other hand, blinked several times before raising her brow as she spotted Gabriel’s eyes welling up, but before she could say anything, he hugged her.

“I can’t take this, Eveline.

Please love me.

I feel like dying,” he muttered, burying his face in the crook of her neck, leaving her motionless.

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