Starting with A Divorce

Chapter 277 Drunk

The next second, Ainsley moved her hand away as if she had touched a hot potato. “Are

you that ***?”

“***?” Manuel frowned slightly and realized that she might be talking about him.

He sighed and said lovingly, “Yes, I’m a ***. The ***is here to pick you up.”

“No, I have no home,” she muttered.

Manuel’s eyes focused and he said gently, “Aisy, you have a home.”

“***, leave me alone. You can take care of your Ms. Wade,” Ainsley murmured.

She didn’t know what she was saying. She narrowed her eyes and said slowly.

Manuel knew that she was drunk and quickly helped her up. “I’ll take you home.”

He pulled Ainsley out of the bar, but when he wanted to put Ainsley into the back seat,

he was refused.

She didn’t want to get in the car. Then, she slumped to the ground and looked at Manuel

with tears in her eyes.

At that moment, Manuel’s heart melted. He helped Ainsley up. “Then we won’t take the car. This place is not too far from your home. How about walking back?”

His voice was slow and gentle simply because the person in front of him was Ainsley.

This place was the most bustling street. It was empty in the street at 2 am. Ainsley’s

shadow was reflected in the dim streetlight.

“I am a painter. I’m good at painting…

You hurt me and still laughed it off…”

Ainsley held Manuel’s hand and couldn’t stand steadily. She kept singing.

As she sang, she laughed wildly. “****, Manuel.”

Since you like her, why did you mess with me again

Ainsley asked loudly.

Get o

I don’t like

eyes.

looked

everything you had said in the bar. You

this moment, Ainsley was like an immature young girl. She wouldn’t show this side of

Ainsley said, he was stunned.

the bar

was flustered. Fortunately, Ainsley was not

said gently, “Aisy, there are some things

fake? If you don’t love me, why did you hit the car that wanted

sad and self-condemned. He wanted to explain everything to Ainsley, but he just bit

couldn’t bear to look at Ainsley like this. Ainsley’s eyes were filled with sorrow. It was something that Ainsley had never had when she was

I’m so cold!” She cried out and put her arms around

coat and put it on her. “Aisy, are you still feeling

warmth. Ainsley’s originally uneasy

faint scent of cedar in

as if she were a child who had just been picked

sea breeze blew on Ainsley’s face. She had drunk a lot and got wasted, holding the man

“Manuel, my thigh hurts.”

as if he had thought of something. “Why

cracked a bitter

on her thigh. Manuel remembered that there

The most embarrassing memory was buried in the deepest place of one’s mind and would never be drawn out normally,

that when the most painful memory was drawn from the depths of Ainsley’s mind, she would find that everything was not what she thought.

do? Could

believe me?”

can’t. Those are all lies.” Ainsley shook her

W

a while. She dizzily leaned her head against Manuel’s arm.

sleep.”

intended to

been home yet,

and did not want to

Manuel’s back. “Why are you giving

before understanding