Chapter 25

• ~Christopher’s POV~
• I was still standing there, staring at the time. I was at a loss as to which room to search for her. Damn! It was infuriating to have such a large house with so many rooms. I double-checked the time; it was now 11 p.m. Then I heard the door open, revealing my wife, dressed in an extremely short dress. She appeared to be rather seductive, but that was far too much for a married woman. I could tell she was drunk by the way she was walking. I knew she wouldn’t make it upstairs when I saw her trying to close the door. I made a hasty descent down the stairwell. I cradled her, my gaze fixed on her face. I could see she had consumed a large amount of alcohol.
• “Why did you have to drink so much, Camille?”