Chapter 610

Similar to Joanne, Catelyn, too, found herself in an embarrassing situation. She was staring at Cedrick in their car.

She realized Cedrick was the same every time he was drunk. One might think he was still conscious judging by his bright eyes and the way he walked, yet his mind had long been muddled.

Once there was no one, or when he relaxed his tensed nerves, he would return to his drunken state.

At that moment, he had already fallen asleep on her lap as his eyes were tightly closed and his eyebrows relaxed. Gone was his hostility when he was drunk.

Regardless, he habitually frowned.

Catelyn rubbed the tip of his eyebrows, trying to calm him down, yet that only helped for a few seconds until he frowned again.

Catelyn put her white palm against his forehead and murmured, "How could you value your pride over your health? If you had admitted defeat, all you would've lost was just a game. Are you happy now? Don't you know how bad it hurts to be drunk?"

Eason was driving the car, se