Chapter 194 You Are Just An Idiot As the day approached midnight, something was happening at a serene and elegant bar by the lake.
In the soothing melody, a distressed Lindsey called for the waiter to bring more drinks. However, a dozen empty bottles already lay before her, prompting the waiter to dissuade her gently, âLady, youâve had quite a bit to drink already. Maybe you should stop.â
After all, that was a place for drinking. All sorts of people came there for that purpose.
It wouldnât be good if someone ended up targeting a drunk woman.
âEnough chatter. Bring me the wine, and make it six more!â The mere thought of Finnegan and Bernice dating and even discussing their engagement tonight filled Lindsey with a wave of irritation.
She had never been so upset because of a man before.
Unable to dissuade her, the waiter had no choice but to bring Lindsey six bottles of beer.
As the waiter was about to leave, Lindsey suddenly grabbed his hand and asked, âDo I look good?â
The waiter paused for a moment before replying, âOf course. I rarely see a woman as stunning as yoù in This bar.â
âWhy doesnât he like me then? Is it just because Iâm not as rich as Bernice?â
Lindsey let go of the waiter, seemingly talking to him, yet also as if complaining. She then opened a bottle of wine and started drinking.
Seeing her like that, the waiter could only quietly walk away so as to avoid Lindsey getting drunk and causing a scene later.
After a while, when Lindsey had downed three more bottles, she finally couldnât hold up any longer.
Covering her mouth, she quickly stood up and staggered toward the bathroom. On her way, she bumped into two girls, causing them to curse loudly. âAre you out of your mind? If you canât handle your drink, then donât drink. What kind of manners are these?â
Rushing to the bathroom, Lindsey started throwing up into the toilet.
Clearly, she hadnât eaten anything in the evening. What she threw up was a mix of stomach acid and alcohol. The smell was pungent.
After throwing up for a few minutes, Lindsey finally felt a bit better in her stomach. However, her head was spinning, making her feel as if the world was spinning around her.
She stood up straight, swaying as she walked to the sink. She splashed her face with cold water.
However, it had no effect at all. The potency of fifteen bottles of wine had already made her thoroughly drunk.
Struggling, she managed to leave the bathroom, only to end up slumped against the wall, completely devoid of any dignity.
She gradually began to snore, clearly having passed out from drunkenness.
A moment later, a young man, dressed impeccably and strikingly handsome, entered the restroom.
Upon seeing Lindsey sitting on the ground, he initially felt a hint of disdain.
However, when he saw Lindseyâs face with a kind of intellectual beauty, his eyes suddenly lit up.
Lindsey, in a short skirt and white blouse, exuded the mature aura of a professional woman. The handsome young man couldnât help but lick his lips.
After looking around, he picked up his phone and dialed a number. âI canât drink anymore. You guys carry on. Iâm leaving first!â
After ending the call, the handsome young man bent down to help Lindsey up.
Lindsey pushed him away subconsciously. âLet go of me, donât touch me!â
The handsome young man flashed a wicked smile, supporting Lindsey as they walked toward the back door. One could also say he was dragging Lindsey along.
After exiting through the back door and crossing a small alley, they turned into an underground parking let, stopping in front of a Mercedes.
After making sure no one was around, the handsome young man opened the car door and tossed Lindsey onto the back seat. He adjusted the front seat, then climbed into the back and shut the car door.
âD*mn, such a beauty is rare, even in Jipsdale. Iâm truly blessed!â As he spoke, the handsome young man extended his hands, patiently unfastening Lindseyâs clothing buttons.
He enjoyed the process of slowly savoring the process.
Lindsey was completely drunk at that moment, raising her hand weakly. âDonât touch me!â
Unfortunately, her resistance was futile. Instead, it only served to provoke the handsome young man even more.
The handsome young manâs breathing became heavy after undoing all the buttons.
With a trembling right hand, he moved to pull her clothes open for a look.
Just at that moment, the car door behind was suddenly opened.
A large hand gripped the manâs neck tightly.
Before he could react, he was yanked out and thrown onto the ground.
Seeing his wonderful chance ruined, the handsome young man stood up in frustration. âD*mn it, who are you? Whatâs it to you if my girlfriend and I want to have some fun?â
Just as Finnegan arrived at the bar, he found the young man through telepathy and approached the latter with a gloomy expression. âYour girlfriend? Then tell me, whatâs her full name?â
The handsome young man suddenly became calm.
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Seeing Finneganâs unpleasant expression, he instinctively took two steps back. âDo you two know each other?â
Thinking of his own status, the handsome young man regained his confidence. He tugged at his collar and said. âSo what if you know her? Sheâs here to have fun, and Iâm here to have fun. Since weâre all out here, we should expect this kind of thing-â
Before he could finish his sentence, Finnegan stepped forward and kicked him, sending him flying. He landed heavily on a BMW parked across the street.
The car alarm began to wail.
The handsome young man slumped to the ground by the front of the car, clutching his stomach as he rolled in pain, unable even to cry out.
âDonât bring home every pretty girl you see when sheâs had too much to drink!â Finnegan had no interest in continuing to lecture such people.
After issuing that warning, he quickly got into the car.
He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Lindseyâs shirt was only unbuttoned.
He hurriedly buttoned her up, then carry her out of the car.
The handsome young man, barely catching his breath, cursed, âYou b*stard! Do you know who I am?
How dare you lay a hand on me?â
Seeing Finnegan walking toward him holding Lindsey, the handsome young man became flustered again.. âWhat are you going to do? Donât mess around!â
Without his companions by his side, he was truly afraid that Finnegan would take him out.
Finnegan stepped forward, knocking the man out with a kick. âWho are you? Youâre nothing but an idiot!â Soon after, Finnegan left with Lindsey in his arms.
Outside, Alisha was waiting in the car.
Seeing him carrying Lindsey out, she felt a bit upset. âDarling, where do I stand in your heart?â
Finnegan gently set Lindsey down. âEven if you wait until the end of the world, you wonât get a piece of me. Start driving.â
âScumbag!â Cursing under her breath, Alisha stepped on the gas and drove away.
Before long, someone discovered the handsome young man who had fainted when they went to their car.
Following that, the handsome young menâs companions arrived. There were a dozen of them, all dressed in expensive attire. Clearly, they were the children of wealthy families.
âMr. Prieto, whatâs wrong?â one of them asked.
The handsome young man, Keaton Prieto, slowly woke up after his companion shook him.
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