Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle



Chapter 3311 Those Who Strive To Make The Most Of Their Lives Deserve More

When Rain saw Gale walk into the living room, she immediately caught a whiff of alcohol and frowned.

"Didn't you go out for dinner? Why did you drink?" asked Rain.

Gale grinned at her, "I'm in a good mood, so I had a little."

"A little? You probably nearly drowned yourself in it!" Rain frowned and sat down across from him. "You just said my cooking is bad. Was it really necessary to get this drunk? I'm not going to do anything to you."

"You'd hit me," replied Gale. His charming, slightly tipsy eyes sparkled more than usual.

"Yes, I'm mad," replied Rain. "It's because I went out of my way to cook for you, and you had the nerve to complain. That's not the point. If you think it's bad, you could have told me to my face instead of talking behind my back.

"Do you know how embarrassing that is for me? But hitting you? That's a bit much."

"Sorry, I didn't mean to," apologized Gale. Sometimes, he just could not help himself.

What he really meant was to brag to Gordan that someone had been cooking for him. However, for some reason, his words came out twisted.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

Unfortunately, Rain overheard his comment.

Still, that was not the real reason he went out drinking tonight.

The reason Gale ended up like this was because of what Luca had said. Rain probably had a crush on someone if she was working so hard on improving her cooking skills. She wanted to make something good for whoever she liked.

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became.

Who did Rain like?

He pondered while drinking but could not figure it out.

The only people he saw her interact with were their subordinates, and he had not seen her treat anyone differently.

As he kept wondering, he ended up drinking more and more until he was too dazed to think. Finally, he had to call for a ride home.

Rain was initially furious, but when she saw Gale drunkenly apologizing, her anger inexplicably faded. "Alright, you're drunk. And you're a total lightweight. Go take a shower and go to bed."

"Rain, I don't want to sleep," replied Gale, punctuating his words with a big burp

Rain frowned. "Then, what do you want to do? Do you want me to punch you and make you go straight to heaven?"

"That's not out of the question," Gale replied with a grin, covering his face. "Just don't hit my

face. As long as you're not mad, you can hit me anywhere."

Rain rolled her eyes. "I'm not going to argue with a drunk. Just go to bed. You can't be on duty like this! Hurry up and sleep."

"I don't want to sleep," Gale insisted, shaking his head. "You go ahead. I still need to think."

Rain took a deep breath, reminding herself not to get mad at a drunk. He was only acting like this because he was intoxicated. Usually, Gale was not like this.

That was why she could not be angry. She could not argue with a drunk.

She held her patience and walked toward him, pulling on his hand. "Come on, let's go upstairs and sleep.

"No, I need to think." Gale's strength was much greater than Rain's. He did not budge at all, like a giant statue that no one could move.

"If you keep being stubborn, I'm going to get mad!" Rain was an impatient person, and she frowned as she warned him. She rarely had any patience to begin with, and his antics were quickly wearing her thin.

"Rain, don't be mean to me. I'm really trying to think," Gale said eamestly.

Rain sat on the couch, placing her long legs on the coffee table. She wanted to understand what a drunk might be thinking. "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking..." Gale rolled his eyes playfully and then laughed. "I'm not telling you."

Rain clenched her fists, feeling her irritation rising.

"Are you trying to make me mad?" asked Rain.

"It's not that I don't want to tell you. I just can't," answered Gale, furrowing his brows as he looked at her.

"Are you in a relationship? You're being all mysterious," questioned Rain. They usually spoke their minds openly. Even when Gale was drunk, he would say whatever came to mind, except for anything bad about her.

They had no secrets from each other.

"No, I'm not." Gale shook his head. "Who would like a guy like me?"

"What's wrong with you? If someone likes you, shouldn't they be grateful to the heavens? After all, you're quite capable," replied Rain, frowning at his self-deprecating attitude.

Even though they both had bloody pasts, they had become better people under Luke's influence.

Now, they were trying to live righteously, doing everything to stay alive and atone for their past. Those who strived to make the most of their lives deserved more.

"Am I really that capable?" Gale leaned in closer. His drunken eyes locked onto hers.

"Yeah, you really are." Rain nodded. "I truly believe that. If anyone says you're not, they must be jealous."

"Really, really, really capable?" Gale asked for reassurance.

"Really, really, really capable." Rain felt helpless. She was treating him like a child in need of

comfort.

Gale pouted. "If I'm so capable, then why are you..."

He got halfway through his sentence before stopping.

"What about me?" Rain felt baffled by his sudden change in topic.

Gale shook his head.

His behavior left Rain puzzled. She grabbed his chin and gave him a fierce look. "I'm giving you one chance. Are you saying it or not? If you don't, I'll drag you outside and throw you in the pool! You've had too much to drink, and here you are acting like a fool!"

"I won't say anything, not even if you beat me!" Gale shook his head vehemently, looking like he was about to throw up.

"You're disgusting!" Rain wrinkled her nose in disgust, wishing she could toss him into the pool and leave him to fend for himself.

"You're turning your back on me," said Gale, looking pitifully at her.

"I'm not." Rain frowned.

"You are," insisted Gale, grabbing her hand and pulling her toward him.

Rain was caught off guard by his sudden move and tumbled into his arms.

Her forehead hit his chest, sending a jolt of pain through her. Still, since she was used to fighting, the pain did not bother her much.

However, the overwhelming smell coming from him irritated her even more. She furrowed her brows and scolded, "Gale, are you trying to get yourself killed? How dare you sneak up on me like that?!"

"Rain, you're a great woman," said Gale. It was as though he had not heard her threat at all.

Rain paused for a moment before scoffing. "Of course, I'm great!"

"But you're really fierce, and no other man is going to like you because of that, right?"

continued Gale.

"Do I need other men to like me? Wait, why are you cursing me? Let go of me, you drunken lunatic!" Rain retorted angrily.

"Rain, no other man is going to like you!" Gale held her face and looked her in the eye.

Rain felt a surge of anger. She even had the thought of killing the man in front of her. Her romantic prospects were indeed far and few, but she did not need him reminding her of that!