Chapter 93 Resuming A Condition

• Perfectly that Eda Every's call meant only one thing; disaster. The woman with too much energy and too many slightly strange ideas, staggers as she walks towards us to such an extent that the liquid in her glass spills all over the floor.
• "Who allowed her to drink to this extent?" My husband asks with concern.
• "Surely she knew how to drink so much without you noticing, but, it is obvious that there is nothing you can do about it anymore, but put up with her and implore her to want to go to bed early" says Mr. Every as his wife smiles.