Norton Abyss couldn't see her expression, thinking she was dizzy, he subconsciously supported her, holding her in front of him.
He helped her closer to the bedroom, wanting her to rest, yet as soon as they entered, Fiona Schmidt forcefully closed the door and locked it.
Norton Abyss raised an eyebrow, just about to look down at her, Fiona already tightly hugged his waist, burying her head in his chest—
"Norton Abyss, I really like you, so I don't want to give you up!" she growled, her body shaking with emotional upheaval, her arms continuously tightened, refusing to let go even if it meant death.
Norton Abyss was shocked, knowing the woman's emotional breakdown was caused by alcohol, he gently patted her shoulder, speaking in a deep voice, "You are drunk, go rest now, we'll talk tomorrow!"
