My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 364

I frowned. Irvin must've been really drunk.

Letting out a sigh, I helped him up and said, "You don't need my sympathy. You're drunk. Let me take you home."

I said goodbye to everyone in the private dining room and ignored their questioning looks. I helped and supported Irvin down.

Despite being drunk, he still had a little sense of his surroundings. When we reached the exit of the restaurant, he stopped and sat on the stairs, unmoving.

I looked at him helplessly and said, "Come on, let me take you home."

"I don't have a home!"

"Then let's find you a hotel!"

Irvin looked at me and pursed his lips. "You come with me then?"

I...

"I'll take you there."

was really tough to deal

the whole night." He was half drunk and half awake

at what to do with him for a moment. Looking at him, I paused and said, "Well then, stay here. I'll head back." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the

and went to

he asked, "Arianna, where's your sympathy? Are you not going to send me back and just let me freeze to death on the street?" Looking at

not reason with a

this, his face darkened. He stared at me with his black eyes, held me tightly in his arms, and moved his head closer

was trying to do, I frowned and pushed him away.

or let myself go from his grip. I was afraid that if I pushed him too forcefully, he'd fall onto the road

road. From a distance, it probably looked like we

himself closer to me. I was getting

he could finish his sentence, Irvin was pulled off me by a strong force. Then I heard Irvin's muffled

what was happening, I saw Hendrix and Irvin throwing punches at each other. To be precise, Hendrix was the one punching

red. Maybe because he was drunk, he never fought back

out of hand if it continued. I quickly pulled on Hendrix's shirt and said,

as cold as ice. He asked, "Are you feeling sorry

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