The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame (Donald and Jennifer) novel Chapter 812

It was clear that Hannah had internal force too, but she was at most in the divine stage of Elite and barely a Stella Warrior.

Regardless, her trick was enough to stun Jennifer and Geraldine.

While Geraldine and Hannah found Hannah's trick cool, Donald had a feeling that she had done it on purpose.

She had opened ten bottles of beer, after all. It did not make sense to just throw them all without drinking them.

Just like that, another thirty minutes had passed.

Donald, too, had a little too much to drink.

Usually, he would have used the War God energy to control the alcohol level in his bloodstream to avoid getting drunk when drinking with others.

However, since it was Jennifer and her friends he was hanging out with, he did not bother to do such a thing.

It was too exhausting to stay wary, even at home.

Suddenly, Shadow appeared in the corner.

The spot she sat just so happened to be in the women's blind spot.

Only Donald could see her.

He knew Shadow's presence meant that she would take care of the situation and that he did not have to worry about it.

“Here. Drink up.”

Hannah shoved another beer bottle into Donald's hand.

That was when Donald realized Jennifer had fallen asleep on his thighs.

Hannah and Geraldine each leaned on his side, looking extremely alluring with their flushed cheeks.

Don't fall for it, Donald! You mustn't!

At that moment, Donald was extremely focused, completely unfazed by the two women beside him.

Hannah seemed to have noticed what he was doing. She pinched his nose and chortled. “Wow, how dare you act so indifferent with us here? Geraldine, he's not taking us seriously. What should we do?”

Geraldine lifted her right hand, which was curled into a fist, and said childishly, “Let's take revenge!”

She slapped his thighs and huffed, “Don't move, Donald!”

Donald dared not move in response to his wife's order.

To his dismay, Hannah took the opportunity to move closer.

The couch was too soft that Hannah lost her balance and kissed Donald on the lips.

Again?

Donald's instincts were to push Hannah away, but as if reading his mind, she placed her hands behind his head before he could do anything.

“I miss you a lot when I'm home alone. Don't reject me.”

Her pleas left Donald feeling bad, but that was not the only reason.

Although Hannah was kissing him, tears were streaming down her delicate face.

Donald could imagine how sad Hannah was feeling.