Chapter 217 Did a Man Hurt You?

Looking at her devastated expression, the bartender asked, “Did you get hurt by a man?”

Amanda sensually leaned against the counter and snorted. “I didn’t get hurt by a man. I hurt myself. I got hurt by my stupidity and was thinking, why am I so stupid? It’s no wonder why I was played by him four

years ago.”

When the bartender heard that, he exclaimed, “7! Another beautiful lady heartbroken because of a

man…

“I told you, a man didn’t hurt me; my stupidity did. I’m angry at myself for being so stupid…” While speaking, she began to sob.

“Alright, alright. I was wrong. Please don’t cry.” The bartender was shocked to realize the drunk woman was not to be messed with.

At that moment, the men waiting around all came to flirt with Amanda because they saw she was quite drunk and could easily be brought away.

“Miss, are you drunk? Why don’t I send you home?”

“Miss, let me bring you home. I would very much like to get to know you…”

Seemingly drunk, Amanda looked at the two men and demanded weakly, “Who are you? Do I even know you? Why would I go with you? Go away..

Looking at the two men standing on both sides of her, the bartender shook his head helplessly. He had expected this because it was hard for beautiful women not to attract men with ill intentions.

At that moment, a gentle but deep voice interrupted them. I’ll take her home.”

Amanda looked in the direction of the voice and saw a blurry face. No matter how hard she tried to look. there seemed to be several figures overlapping each other. She weakly asked, “Who… are you? Go away…

men could not help but question the man too. “She’s right. Who are you?

feet and replied, “I’m your

that?”

two men looked at each other, speechless. Then, they sensibly

boss? After being helped to her feet, the dizzy Amanda wondered, My boss? Who is that? Why don’t I

came to the bar with his friends and saw Amanda in such skimpy

she seemed injured because there was blood on her feet. So, he picked her up

Amanda repeated the question again and

flushed cheeks, Simon patiently replied, “I’m

Is it edible? Wait, I have to buy strawberry shortcake home for my son. He likes

still remember Aiden, huh? You know he’s waiting for you at home, yet you came to the bar to get drunk. Amanda, how

drunk, but

her, he felt hopeless and placed her in the back seat

away.

Amanda was staying, he had no choice

peppermint tea to sober

I

Stephanie is the young lady of the Allegra

sc*mbag. You’re a b’stard. Get… get away from me.

Bailey. You deserve it. Why are

a name, Stephanie. Stephanie Allegra from the Allegra Group? Does Amanda know her? It was said that Stephanie kept a low profile and was pampered by

fell silent, seeming to have

helped her sit up in bed and fed her some tea, hoping she would sober up a little or at least not have a headache when she

tomorrow.

switched her phone to silent mode, so Simon did not notice the phone and

was a call from

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