Chapter 593

The wind blew, and Zach caught a mix of Madelyn’s natural scent and the sharp smell of alcohol.

With strong force, he pulled her up from the ground. As she stumbled, he quickly held onto her waist, feeling her warmth through her light

dress.

Zach took the beer can from her hand and looked at it. He said in a deep, emotionless voice, “Just one can and you’re this tipsy? You’re still the same, making silly decisions.”

“Why do you care? If you want beer, just ask. Why are you being so rude?” Madelyn’s words were jumbled and her voice soft. She walked to a nearby set of steps and sat on a wooden chair at the top. She tucked her legs under her and rested her head on her knees. She didn’t say anything else.

Under the streetlight, Zach stood close by, wearing dark everyday clothes. He looked tall next to her. “How long will you stay here? Don’t you want to go home?”

I wish

for a while, showing a rare moment of patience. Madelyn finished

was almost 11 o’clock. The area near the

car. Drunk Madelyn was always calm and never acted out; even completely intoxicated, she would just

been a headstrong person, deep down, she never wanted to be a burden. This was the first time she had

grabbing his sleeve. Her face was flushed from the

in Ventropolis. It’s the twelfth house on the left. Don’t forget. I’ll pay you

stuck to her lips, “What if I don’t want your money? What else can

from money, I’m not sure what

nothing?” He

“Can you lower the window? It’s getting hot in

the car

down the car window. As the window came halfway down, Zach gently took her hand. Her sleeve slipped a little,

he murmured, his voice

cooler, but it was because the ties

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