Chapter 777 You Can’t Catch Me

At the end of the dinner, all the artists came to give Kisa a toast. Everyone was just so jazzed, and the atmosphere was so upbeat. Not wanting to kill their buzz, Kisa drank to them all, one glass after another. At first, Gilbert offered to drink on her behalf, but she still had a grudge against him and refused to accept his kindness. So, after many glasses of wine later, she was hammered just as expected.

When she left the hotel, she insisted on Jensen driving her home. But Gilbert dragged her out of Jensen’s car. She was pissed off and refused to take Gilbert’s car. He finally had no choice but to bring her to stroll down the street.

Kisa ended up hugging a tree trunk, wanting to throw up, but could not. She frowned, looking awful.

Gilbert patted her on the back, trying to soothe her. “You should have let me drink on your behalf, not stubbornly insisting on drinking the toasts and ending up with a screwed–up body.”

Who are you, and why do I need you to help me? I don’t need your help with anything.”

how much he tried to please her, she

tree and tried to retch a few

rushed up to help. But Kisa resented his touch. As soon as his hand touched her, she was like a threatened hedgehog, becoming bristled. He felt sad at the thought of this. Sometimes, he felt like he could no longer put up with it anymore, thinking about just forcing himself on her to tame her until she submitted to him. But he did not dare, as he knew how unyielding she was. He was afraid to hurt her, and more afraid

the road and waved at him, calling out to him in a drunken, flirtatious voice. That voice sounded like a burst of electricity running through his body. He walked over and looked her in the eyes, knowing that whenever

curb of

he thought of the last time she fell off a

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