Chapter 44: Marie The Cat

The time is nine o’clock when we finish all the dishes prepared by the talented chefs. I had a great nine indulging these palatable luxurious dishes with Jamie tonight.

I hold the glass in my hand and take a sip of the white wine. I feel a little warm after I consume an amount of them, especially my ears. I know I should really stop drinking it, but the sweetness and the balminess just can't keep my lips away from the glass.

I tried to avoid it, but I am feeling rather tipsy right now.

“Henrietta, are you alright?” Jamie speaks in a deep voice, “Your face is all reddened.”

I chuckle, “I’m alright, it’s just I am not good at drinking.”