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 my mom was still alive… She’d look

while, showing a rare moment

it was almost 11 o’clock. The area near the

carried her to the passenger seat of his car. Drunk Madelyn was

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 drinks, her eyes

focus. “Mister, can you take me home? I live in Southern Haven Villas in Ventropolis. It’s the twelfth house on the left. Don’t forget. I’ll

brushed aside the strand of hair stuck to her lips, “What if I don’t want your money? What else

apart from money, I’m not sure what I have to offer.” She lay quietly, looking

have nothing?” He slid into the passenger seat and

“Can you lower the window? It’s getting

the car felt

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

cool down soon,” he murmured, his voice

cooler, but it was because

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