121 I’m not just infatuated

Zoey watched him sip away his glass of wine grumpily. The giddiness of drinking to her heart's content for her fortunate life slowly vanished. 

Yet, it also fueled her to drink more out of frustration. With one mouthful chug, Zoey consumed half of the wine in her glass. "Meanie," she mumbled. 

By the looks of it, there was nothing that could make him stay for the night. Not that she would feel sad being left alone or anything of that sort. 

Zoey just thought of knowing him better — knowing the real him. She believed that getting to know each other over drinks would give her some insights of the real Matthew Xi. 

Although she wasn't sober, Zoey rarely forgot her actions while drunk. Also, she might be a little out of control with her words and behavior, but her mind was still conscious.