Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

 Chapter 1991

After topping up the alcohol, Eliza gulped down half the glass.

It seemed like she was taking the alcohol as plain water.

Chester glanced at the alcohol bottle and narrowed his gentle eyes.

Whiskey.

This woman sure could load herself with so much whiskey.

He reached out to seize the bottle away.

Eliza turned around to glance at the man, but she could not make out his face. For one, her surroundings were quite dim because she was wearing shades. Another reason was that she was very drunk, but her mind was clear.

She thought that the man had come to flirt with her, so she said directly, “If you’re planning to hit on me, get lost. I’m not available.”

He had not been pestering her recently because of Charity. Was

 respect?” Chester put the bottle aside and dragged her off the stool with a

hard as she immediately fell forward. In the process, her shades dropped, revealing her red, misty eyes.

and they began

a word. Although she could not identify the man’s face, she could somewhat recognize from the voice that he

of her to meet him when she was in a bad

pushed his hand away and bent over to pick up her

vision at that moment made it seem like there was more than

to pick it up, but she felt around for a

she scoured the floor for her shades. Once she finally found it, she tottered up and put it

on her shades,

was wrapped with tissue, which fell while she tried searching for

shoulder again and grabbed hold of her hand. That was when he saw a number of fine scars on her palm and fingers as if something had cut her. Some wounds were deep, while some were minor. It did not matter if it were one or two wounds because a bandage would heal it within a few

firmly withdrew her fingers from his