Starting with A Divorce

Chapter 274 Does He Like Irene?

Just as Manuel finished his work, he received a call from Irene on the way home.

But he didn’t answer it immediately.

“Manuel, Irene likes you. You should know it. You are why she returned to the country.”

Brady’s hypocritical face came into Manuel’s mind.

“Manuel, what is the relationship between you and Ms. Easton?” It was a calm and gentle face, but the eyes were suppressing the cruelest and crazy coldness.

Koen’s reminder passed through Manuel’s mind. “You have to grasp the matters of the Wade family yourself. I won’t refuse Brady if he comes to look for me. As for how to

decide, that is your matter.”

“Manuel, you can’t give up on Ainsley. Didn’t you say you would bring her back to be my

sister-in-law?”

“Don’t say it!”

Manuel dispelled the sound beside his ear and only heard the ring of his phone.

“Manuel, eat well.” Manuel thought of his mother finally dying tragically in her favorite elegant courtyard and the words she said before her death.

Manuel’s fingers trembled slightly as he answered Irene’s call.

He suppressed his coldness. “What’s up?” His fingers tapped impatiently on the steering wheel.

Irene said in a sobbing tone, “Manuel, come and save me. I’m drunk. I’m in the Ink

Club.”

Before he could reply, Irene hung up the phone.

In the rearview mirror, Manuel’s face was angular, and his eyes were filled with hatred.

He stepped on the accelerator and drove to the Ink Club.

The bartender placed a glass of Blue Star ***in front of Ainsley. There were several glasses of **on the table, all of which he had just made. However, Ainsley only

glass and

Cet Bo

put down

full of blue light under

was it missing the fragrance of Cabernet Sauvignon

did not refuse because he knew Ainsley would pay

looked at the men and women in the bar and saw a familiar person

could

glass after another into her mouth without blinking. Irene did not look like she was drinking. Instead, she seemed to be repeating

meaning.

thought, what is she going

drank about seven or eight glasses of

wine, after drinking so many glasses in a row in such a short period, it still

the possibility of fainting.

bar. Irene was delicate, with a noble and beautiful look. Now, after drinking the wine,

attractive.

Irene’s face with ill intentions and they seemed to want to come up close to

person walking

this was the first

hid in the

though his voice was impatient, he still supported Irene to stand up and looked at the men who wanted to surround Irene just now

Get Bojto

had happened, they returned to their

you come to pick me

glanced at the wine glasses on the table, frowned, and asked, “Why

and Ainsley’s happiness because of my return. Manuel, is that the case?” Irene put her

“Come! Let’s drink!”

drink.

Ainsley’s eardrums. She leaned against the door of the bathroom. This place could cover her, but she could clearly hear Manuel and Irene’s

long time, but Irene kept at him. “Tell me

on the side, clenched her fists. She thought, Manuel, please answer if

“No.”

Ainsley’s heart beat violently.

the microphones. The various noises

her ears. Hearing this, Ainsley was

that you like Ainsley, not me. They also said that your happiness was ruined by me because of my