Starting with A Divorce by Gloria Warren

Chapter 277

Chapter 277 Drunk

The next second, Ainsley moved her hand away as if she had touched a hot potato. “Are

you that ***?”

“***?” Manuel frowned slightly and realized that she might be talking about him.

He sighed and said lovingly, “Yes, I’m a ***. The ***is here to pick you up.”

“No, I have no home,” she muttered.

Manuel’s eyes focused and he said gently, “Aisy, you have a home.”

“***, leave me alone. You can take care of your Ms. Wade,” Ainsley murmured.

She didn’t know what she was saying. She narrowed her eyes and said slowly.

Manuel knew that she was drunk and quickly helped her up. “I’ll take you home.”

He pulled Ainsley out of the bar, but when he wanted to put Ainsley into the back seat,

he was refused.

She didn’t want to get in the car. Then, she slumped to the ground and looked at Manuel

with tears in her eyes.

At that moment, Manuel’s heart melted. He helped Ainsley up. “Then we won’t take the car. This place is not too far from your home. How about walking back?”

His voice was slow and gentle simply because the person in front of him was Ainsley.

This place was the most bustling street. It was empty in the street at 2 am. Ainsley’s

shadow was reflected in the dim streetlight.

“I am a painter. I’m good at painting…

You hurt me and still laughed it off…”

Ainsley held Manuel’s hand and couldn’t stand steadily. She kept singing.

As she sang, she laughed wildly. “****, Manuel.”

why

Ainsley asked loudly.

Get o

don’t like her.”

eyes.

lips and looked at Manuel with tears

bar. You just like her and don’t like

an immature young girl. She wouldn’t show this side of hers

said, he was stunned. It

bar since

Fortunately, Ainsley was not

and said gently, “Aisy, there are some things

put her arms around his arm and sobbed, “Is everything that has happened before fake? If you don’t love me, why did

He wanted to

this. Ainsley’s eyes were filled with sorrow. It was something

She cried out

coat and put it on her. “Aisy, are you

coat that had just been taken off still carried Manuel’s warmth. Ainsley’s originally uneasy expression eased when she smelled the familiar

faint scent of cedar in the

hand back and forth as if she were a child who had just been picked up from school unless it was 2 am now.

Ainsley’s face. She had drunk a

thigh

He looked at Ainsley’s thigh as if he had thought of something. “Why does it hurt?”

cracked a bitter

on her thigh. Manuel remembered that there

buried in the deepest place of one’s mind and would never be drawn

when the most painful memory was drawn from the depths of

Could she face him?

me?”

can’t. Those are all lies.” Ainsley shook

W

at night. Ainsley stopped after walking for a while. She dizzily leaned her head against Manuel’s arm.

sleep.”

she spoke, she slowly closed her eyes and intended to lie on the ground. Manuel hurriedly

home

and did not want to stand up again. Manuel had to carry her.

leaned against Manuel’s back. “Why are you giving her what you only gave

moment before understanding what Ainsley said, but

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