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.”

you like her, why

Ainsley asked loudly.

Get o

I don’t

eyes.

immediately puckered her lips and looked at Manuel with tears

the

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

Manuel heard what Ainsley said, he was stunned. It

the bar

Fortunately, Ainsley

and said gently, “Aisy, there are some

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

sad and self-condemned. He wanted to explain

this. Ainsley’s eyes were filled with sorrow. It was something that Ainsley had never had when she was

She cried out and put her arms around her

it on her. “Aisy, are you

still carried Manuel’s warmth.

of cedar in the

back and forth as if she were a child who had just been picked

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

“Manuel, my thigh hurts.”

suddenly shrank. He looked at Ainsley’s thigh as if

a

thigh. Manuel

buried in the deepest place of one’s mind and would never be drawn out normally, but when he got drunk, he would say

most painful memory was drawn from the depths of Ainsley’s

Could

will you believe me?”

all lies.”

W

was cold and frosty at night. Ainsley stopped after walking for a while. She dizzily leaned her head against

sleep.”

slowly closed her eyes and intended to lie on the ground. Manuel

haven’t been home yet,

closed her eyes and did not want to stand up

are you giving her

stunned for a moment before understanding what Ainsley said, but he