Chapter 593 Abel Plays Drunk

Abel opened his eyes slightly and glanced at his bodyguard.

"Babe, I did it on purpose. What are you gonna do about it?"

He kept the words to himself though. If he said it out loud, he knew Emmeline would probably throw him out on the highway.

They made their way up to the second floor, and the bodyguards helped Abel into Emmeline's bedroom.

"He can't stay here," Emmeline said anxiously. "Put him in the guest room!"

The bodyguards hesitated.

"I always stay in the guest room at the Precipice," Emmeline said with a frown. "Why should he get to stay with me?"

The bodyguard thought Emmeline had a point and turned to help Abel to the guest room.

But as he did, Abel reached out and twisted the bodyguard's arm hard.

The bodyguard was taken aback, but then he realized that he had to listen to Abel, not Emmeline.

"Ms. Louise, Mr. Abel's had too much to drink," the bodyguard said. "You know his stomach can't handle it. It's better if he stays with you. You can take care of him."

big bed and

he made sure to

had to endure the discomfort and

a few seconds, realizing that this wasn't a long-term

suit jacket, and loosened his tie. She then carefully positioned him on the bed and

slurred. "I'm so thirsty. I need

my ass!" Emmeline snapped. "Remember when you kicked me out

thirsty, please,"

and

his lips. He closed

she put the glass down

as she was about to get up, Abel suddenly grabbed her waist

I love you, I really do..." Abel slurred, tears forming in the corners of

just drunken rambling, Abel couldn't help but shed a tear as

a pang of sorrow in her heart, and her vision became

embrace,

heart, holding her like this and not

fallen asleep in his arms, her warm breath gently blowing

leaned in and looked at the little

big hand caressed her delicate face, and his thumb stroked her

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