Chapter 517 Who the Hell Are You? 

Kisa emptied the content of her stomach all over his pants. Gilbert’s face darkened. He couldn’t care less that she still felt terrible and vomited, and pushed her away. 

She fell to the ground. With both hands on the ground, she propped her body up and vomited furiously, wanting to throw up everything in her stomach. 

Gilbert saw this and was enraged. “I shouldn’t have cared. You knew you couldn’t drink.” 

she took a breath and said, “Who wants you to care

you here alone.” He spun around and got into his car without looking back, then drove off into the darkness

looking in the direction where the car disappeared, and muttered, “Who cares? Who the hell are you?

murmuring in the chilly night wind, like a castaway. There was no one by the river, only a row of streetlights on the bank. Kisa sat on the ground for a long time, shivering from the cold, and her head was throbbing with pain. She shook her head, and then slowly got up from the ground. The wine she had just drunk had all come back to her. Her head was dizzy and

watched Kisa from afar with no expression on his face. He had told himself not to care about her, but knowing she was drunk, he was worried that she would fall into the river. He was angry with her for getting drunk and

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