When Miley was young, she accompanied her husband to his business meetings and various social engagements. She did this mostly so she could drink.

Very few people knew she was a heavy drinker.

Thus, at her persuasion, Westley and Gabrielle drank a lot. They also ate the nutritional soup made especially for them. Soon, the both of them were too full to keep going.

"Grandma, I can't drink anymore. I'm so drunk. It feels like my face is burning." Gabrielle put down her glass.

Westley's wine was very tasty. When she first began to drink it, she felt nothing. The more of it she drank though, the more she wanted. Soon enough, she was completely drunk.

"Well, Gabrielle, then don't drink anymore. Why don't you have some more soup? It's good for your health." Miley immediately served another bowl of soup to Gabrielle.

"Come on, Westley. Here's more for you too." Miley placed a bowl in front of him.

Although it looked and tasted good, Westley didn't want anymore. The soup smelled faintly of Chinese medicine, which Westley hated.

Westley took a look at Gabrielle, thinking, 'She really loves this soup. This must be her third bowl.

Has she had too much?

Even if she wants to make a good impression in front of Miley, she doesn't have to torture herself like this.'

"Grandma, one bowl is enough for me. I can't take another bowl," Westley said.

Seeing how happy Gabrielle was, Miley didn't care whether Westley would like another bowl or not. After all, one bowl of soup was enough to get them both drunk with desire.

listen to me. Not like Gabrielle here." She looked at Gabrielle

asked her with

The soup is very good. It smells a bit like herbs. Why aren't you having any?" Gabrielle asked, sipping the soup with

you can ask the cook to make it again in the future. It's made with mutton, bones, and several Chinese medicines, which makes it smell less fishy. It

Thank you, Grandma,"

said, smiling brightly.

kind to them. Westley, however, thought that the old woman was up to

the Morris were

drink up. You look too thin. The Jones will think that we're bad hosts, letting you starve," Miley said, coming up with a ridiculous reason to urge Gabrielle to keep

I'm not thin at all. I would actually like to lose some

to lose weight. You've already lost too much. If you lose some more, you'll be bone-thin. Am I right, Westley?" Miley glanced at

lost

knew Westley

he was deep in thought, he would

now or else Westley might notice something.

almost done with your dinner. Why doesn't Westley escort you back to your room?" Miley looked at her. Gabrielle's white

in all, it was exactly what she had

my room myself." Even

want

up falling down the stairs." Miley was firm in her convictions.

"But..."

also drunk a little too much wine tonight. I think I'll take your room for

was not a negotiation. She was going

room first." Westley stood up and walked over to Gabrielle. He seemed so tall and strong as he looked

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