Chapter 226 Drunken Outburst

Andrew's suit, once pristine for the party, now hung loosely in his hand, and his tie was nowhere to be found. His shirt had two buttons undone, revealing a pale chest.

His face was flushed, and the strong smell of alcohol and his unsteady steps made it clear he was drunk.

Lydia was puzzled. How could Andrew be this drunk? At the hotel, he had only had a few sips.

Seeing Andrew almost stumble, Lydia rushed to support him. "Andrew, are you okay?"

Andrew's eyes were slightly red, and he gripped Lydia's shoulder tightly, causing her pain.

"Lydia!"

"I'm here! Andrew, you're drunk. Let's get you to the sofa so you can rest while I make some coffee."

Lydia struggled to drag Andrew to the sofa, finally letting out a sigh of relief as she did so. She rubbed her sore shoulder and got up to make some coffee.

At that moment, she felt a strong grip on her hand. Andrew pulled her with such force that she felt dizzy. When she regained her senses, she was met with Andrew's pained and determined gaze