Madeline had never seen Felipe like this before. She figured it might be because of what happened in the morning.

She could see an intense possessiveness in his red eyes.

It made her extremely uncomfortable that he was holding her close to him.

“Felipe, don’t drink so much. Let’s talk,” she said as she tried to get away from his embrace. However, when this thought emerged in her head, Felipe saw through her and placed his hand on the back of her head.

He leaned forward, his face looking intoxicated under the dim light of the chandelier. Plus, his narrow eyes were dazed as if he was in a trance as he slowly got closer to Madeline.

Madeline turned her face away when she sensed that Felipe was about to kiss her.

Felipe frowned when he was greeted with nothing and grabbed Madeline’s face to force her to look at him.

“Felipe, you’re drunk…”

“Eveline, do you know how much I liked you the moment I laid eyes on you?”

Madeline was slightly stunned when she heard Felipe’s confession.

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