The capacity for alcohol and its effect on the body didn’t necessarily corrte. Drinking too much


    could harm anyone, regardless of their tolerance.


    Rosalie worried about this. Moreover, Theodore hadn’t eaten anything yet. A mere mouthful of food


    wouldn’t counteract so much alcohol.


    “Rose,” Reba spoke up, “you worry too much. He’s a grown man, and he knows his limits. I


    wouldn’t let him drink if he couldn’t handle


    it.”


    “Please, Grandma. Spare Theo, okay? Don’t let him drink anymore. What if he gets drunk?”


    Rosalie’s concern for her husband was evident on her face.


    “What’s the harm in getting drunk? It’s not like he won’t wake up. He can just sleep it off.” Reba


    shrugged off the concern, showing no mercy when it came to her grandson.


    Rosalie wanted to say more, but before she could, Theodore ced the ss on the table. When


    she turned to look, she saw that he had already finished the second ss of wine.


    Rosalie watched helplessly as Anthony filled the ss again, feeling dizzy just from the sight of it. o


    “Eat something before you drink the third ss,” she said. She picked up a bowl and offered him


    some food, unable to stop herself from


    caring.


    Theodore’s lips curled slightly as he gently grasped her wrist. “Don’t worry, I’m fine.”


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    avoided his gase and pulled her hand away


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    Theodore was indeed a bit drunk. Ahough he could handle his liquor, not eating anything and


    drinking so much inevitably got to him. His Vesion was beginning to look a bit bleary


    Seeing Rosalie avert her eyes, he spicked slightly. Then, he lifted the se again, ready to drink


    more


    ale hurried to stop him, but then she remembered something and stated. She retracted her hand,


    and watched helplessly as he downed the remaining wine


    She couldn’t stop him, and Reba was set on punishing him.


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    Rosalie felt frantic as Theodore emptied the ss. After setting it down, hisplexion looked off.


    Even someone with a high tolerance shouldn’t drink like this, especially considering the high


    cohol content of the wine.


    Quick, eat something.” Rosalie grabbed his hand, thrusting the utensils into it. “Eat quickly.”


    Theodore smirked and nced at fjer, a hint of mischief in his eyes.


    He didn’t rush to eat, but turned to Reba instead. “Grandma, are you still upset? If you are, I’ll


    finish this bottle.”


    He reached for the remaining wine in the bottle.


    Rosalie panicked, and snatched the bottle away. “Don’t drink anymore! Three sses are enough,


    Grandma.”