Chapter 176
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Chapter 176 Itâs Time to Go back The man and woman got closer and closer, and the noises made him calm down.
He reserved a booth by himself with two empty bottles in his hand, and he asked the waiter to serve him wine.
He lifted the bottle and drank it with his head up. If he drank too much, he would get drunk. He was already drunk once last time, but this time he was sober when he wanted to get drunk.
It wasnât until the third bottle was drained that he felt blurred and saw everything around him doubling.
At this moment, a woman came to his side, her red lips very charming. She said alluringly, âHandsome guy, why are you drinking alone? I am also alone, why donât we drink together?â
The woman was ***with low-quality perfume, and the pungent smell made his stomach churn. He waved his hand to signal her to leave.
But the woman approached Manuel unyieldingly. She straightened her chest, got closer to Manuel, and said in a high-pitched voice, âHandsome guy, look at me! Letâs have a drink together.â
She reached out to prepare wine for Manuel. But, before she poured it out, the bottle was ***back.
âGo away,â Manuel said impatiently.
The woman was embarrassed. She saw that this man was her compatriot, and he was handsome and wore high-end clothes. Even the wine he drank was expensive.
Otherwise, she wouldnât come to him.
When she was about to continue asking, the man looked at her coldly, âDonât you understand?â
The woman finally stood up, and left with an annoyed remark, â***!â
He finally got a moment of tranquility. He suffered a severe headache, remembering that when he went to find Ainsley last time, she still cared about him. But Irene ruined everything.
At 2:30 in the morning, the winnerâs club was about to close. The crowd dispersed, as well as all the blondes. Only Manuel and a waiter were left in the club.
The waiter was also from his country. He saw Manuel leaning on the sofa and patted him, âSir, we are about to close here! Sir, wake up!â
But Manuel was already drunk, and his phone happened to ring at this time.
The waiter immediately answered the phone, âHello, this gentleman is drunk in our club. Are you his friend? Can you come and pick him up?â
The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a while before saying, âOkay, which club is it? Iâll be right there.â
Fifteen minutes later, Irene walked into the club and saw the drunk Manuel. She looked at the waiter gratefully, âThank you.â
âMadam, our club is about to close. Please take him back quickly.â
âOkay.â Irene was stunned and suddenly thought of something.
She turned on Manuelâs phone and said to the waiter, âCan you do me a favor? Hereâs the money.
She handed a stack of banknotes to the waiter, which was worth a thousand dollars.
The waiter took the money almost instantly, âWhatâs the matter? Iâm willing to help.â
âCall this person.â Irene pointed the phone screen at the waiter.
âOkay.â
At this time, Ainsley was not feeling well either. She was screening the data while. looking at the computer screen lethargically.
It was so late, but she couldnât fall asleep.
She had designed many models and was going to choose the most suitable one from them.
As she was thinking about it, the phone rang, and she saw the incoming call on the phone screen. It was Manuel.
She hesitated for a long time before picking it up. But, the person who spoke was not Manuel.
âHello, are you a friend of this gentleman? He got drunk in our club and it was about to be closed. Can you come and pick him up?â
Drunk?
Ainsley wanted to refuse, but she still couldnât speak out about her rejection.
No matter how firm her rejection was, she couldnât deny that she cared about Manuel.
âOkay.â
She put on her clothes, took her bag, and went out. The winnerâs club was not far from the hotel where she was staying, and it took only ten minutes to get there.
St. Nork at two thirty in the morning also had a special atmosphere. There was no one on the street, and the yellowish light of the street lamps shone at her feet.
Walking into the club, she froze.
Before entering the door, she saw Irene from a distance. Irene came out in a hurry and opened the door of a car on the side of the road.
Ainsleyâs breath was uneven because behind Irene she saw Manuel, who was helped out by the waiter.
Irene opened the car door for him, put him in the back seat, and then turned to talk to the waiter.
Although the distance was not close, Ainsley could hear their conversation in the quiet street âThank you for calling me, Iâm sorry,â Irene said.
The waiter replied, âI didnât know who to call at first, but this gentleman kept saying your name. So I hurriedly called you.â
âWe grew up together, and he tends to call someoneâs name when he is drunk,â Irene said with some embarrassment.
After thanking the waiter again, Irene got into the car, and the car quickly left the street.
The waiter turned around and walked into the club. He glanced at her inadvertently and turned off the lights in the club.
The whole street was silent and unpeopled, and the lights of the shops on both sides.
had long been put out.
She was alone on the street, stunned and turning the scene just now over and over again in her mind.
She lowered her head with eyes slightly red and let out a chuckle, âHa! Ha...
What did she worry about? She clearly knew that Irene was by his side. No matter how concerned she was, she should know that Irene would take good care of him.
Besides, as the waiter said, he kept murmuring Ireneâs name. So she shouldnât show up anymore.
A drop of cold water hit her head, and she reached out to catch it.
back. The rain sluiced down, and it was so cold. It was time for her to go.
Back at the hotel, her clothes were soaked through, and her hair was messy and wet on her face.
The scene just now seemed to be lingering in her mind.
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ï¤Chapter 175 Loveâs Change of Heart ï¤Chapter 872 She blocked Manuelâs phone number and cut off all contact methods.
She was very disappointed, and she shouldnât wake up from her dream so late.
Manuel was a little confused when he heard the busy tone on the phone. He had made many phone calls to Ainsley, but there was always a busy tone. After trying more than 20 times, he was finally sure that Ainsley had blocked his phone number.
She cut off her ties with him, so there must be something that he neglected.
The day before yesterday, his memory was in chaos after he got drunk at the club. He didnât remember how he got out of the club, nor how he returned to the hotel.
He had been dealing with the affairs of Applegath Company yesterday, and he had little time until now.
He was looking at the call log. When he was drunk, he received a call from Irene.
Just thinking about it, he saw Irene coming out of the factory.
He frowned slightly, âYou sent me back when I was drunk the day before yesterday?â
Irene nodded, âYes, the waiter who answered my phone call that night said you were drunk and asked if I could pick you up, and I said yes.â
âWhat else?â It was definitely not that simple.
âWhat else? I took you back to the hotel, and thatâs all.â Irene said seriously.
Manuel stared into her eyes, âWhat happened to Ainsley?â