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 and

Ainsley asked loudly.

Get o

don’t

eyes.

lips and looked at Manuel with tears

I heard everything you had said in the bar. You just like her

this moment, Ainsley was like an immature young girl.

was stunned. It turned out that she had

bar

flustered. Fortunately, Ainsley

and said gently, “Aisy, there are some

you don’t love me, why did you hit

sad and self-condemned. He wanted to explain everything to

Ainsley’s eyes were filled with sorrow. It was something

so cold!” She cried out and put

put it

coat that had just been taken off still carried Manuel’s warmth. Ainsley’s originally uneasy expression eased when she smelled the familiar

of cedar in the coat

forth as if she were a child who

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

“Manuel, my thigh hurts.”

shrank. He looked at Ainsley’s thigh as if he had thought of

cracked a

and put her right hand on her thigh. Manuel remembered that there

unconscious. The most embarrassing memory was buried in the deepest place of one’s mind and

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

do? Could

will you believe me?” He

all lies.”

W

night. Ainsley stopped after walking for a while. She dizzily leaned her head against Manuel’s arm. “I can’t

sleep.”

she spoke, she slowly closed her eyes and intended to lie

haven’t been home

did not want to stand up again.

Manuel’s back. “Why are you giving her what you

stunned for a moment before