She rarely replied to a message: “You can just throw it in the trash can.”
Zaiden’s message came quickly: “You have to throw yourself away! Also, if my grandfather finds out that we are not currently living together and he is not feeling well, I will hold you accountable.”
Cynthia didn’t reply to the message and couldn’t be bothered to reply.
She didn’t want her grandfather to get sick, but this was something that her grandfather had to know sooner or later. By then, Zaiden would figure it out on his own, and it wouldn’t be her concern.
Cynthia met Giovanna and they went to a music bar. Unlike regular bars, here they started singing and dancing around six o’clock in the evening, with skewers and such
Cynthia ordered a lot of wine, Giovanna looked at her, surprised.
What’s going on?”
“You sit down, and I’ll tell you slowly.”
Giovanna nodded.
Two people were eating and talking while drinking at the same time. Unconsciously, many bottles had already been emptied.
around them.
Apart from work, they basically don’t drink alcohol unless it’s necessary.
Giovanna heard about what happened to Cynthia and was so angry that she wanted to smash a beer bottle over it.
When she was excited, Giovanna was still standing on the chair, holding a bottle of wine, and cursing in front of her.
Cynthia quickly told her to get off: Giovanna, you’ve had too much to drink.”
“I didn’t drink too much! Zaiden is just a scumbag When faced with this kind of scumbag, I want to punch one as soon as I see one, and one will be shot in the head!”
Giovanna also came up with a lot of onomatopoeias like “click click click“.
Cynthia was very moyed by what she heard, sitting there and drinking continuously.
Zaiden was actually fine, because over time, her heart had gradually become numb, it was just her mother….
Whenever she saw other mothers who could take care of their children, but she couldn’t, she felt a pang in her heart.
She was just a person, why did she have to suffer so much.
Accidentally, Cynthia ended up drinking a few more cups.
After the two people finished drinking, they went dancing.
Suddenly, a man’s hand inappropriately touched Giovanna, who reacted like an angry cat and immediately hit back at him.
“What are you doing? Who told you to touch me! I’ll kill you!”
The man was not just one person, he was several people.
Those men saw their good friend being bullied, and immediately came towards Giovanna.
Cynthia groggily saw her good friend being bullied, and she walked over without hesitation and got into a fight with them.
In an instant, the middle of the dance floor erupted into excitement.
Two women are naturally no match for a man, but when two women go crazy, it is truly amazing.
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When several men didn’t react, Cynthia threw two beer bottles to Giovanna, who also grabbed two and smashed them towards heir heads.
hen, these two individuals entered the police station.
The two people were still drunk, not sobered up, and had no idea what had happened.
The police saw Braiden and heard abour Braiden’s relationship with Giovanna, immediately smiled and said, “Yes, it is true that hey were the first to lay hands on your sister Giovanna, but they were both drunk and too bold. If they had gone a little Further, those people would be dead today.”
Braiden watched as Cynthia and Giovanna lay on the bench, head to head, especially Cynthia. She was wearing a sundress today, and even though the policewoman had helped cover them with her own clothes, her slender figure was still clearly
visible.
le silently withdrew his gaze.
Can I take both of them away?”
It’s okay, it’s okay.”
Braiden personally intervened, so those people naturally didn’t dare to make a fuss.
He came to the two people and wanted to wake them up, but they were sleeping soundly and naturally couldn’t be awakened.
The police saw it, and just as they said they wanted to help, they saw Braiden pick up both people with one hand each.
When Braiden walked out with two women, the police officers all stared with wide eyes, “You look at me, I look at you.”
There were a few good letters that needed to be delivered, and I was also thinking about whether I would need help later. So I
ust threw them both into the car.
Several people:
The car left, and only then did they return to the office.
Giovanna was sent back home.
Braiden asked her if she could, Giovanna didn’t even flinch.
Braiden shook his head helplessly.
He locked the door, then anxiously called the housekeeper to come and take care of Giovanna before returning to his car.
Before he even entered, Braiden did not see Cynthia’s figure.
He looked inside and indeed there was no one on the back seat.
Braiden was a little nervous, but it was just a matter of sending someone off, Cynthia wouldn’t get lost.
I opened the car door and wanted to take a good look, only to see that Cynthia had somehow fallen into the gap.
Braiden breathed a sigh of relief and pulled the person out from inside.
Just as he was about to seat her, he felt her lips land on his cheek. His movements paused for a moment, and even his breath stopped
Cynthia’s skin was delicate, with no visible pores..
Giovanna often complained next to him, “Why are Cynthia’s eyelashes so beautiful and mine are not?”
Cynthia’s eyelashes never needed fake ones to be attached, just a swipe of mascara and they were long and curly.
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Seeing Cynthia move her mouth, his throat churned.
“Are you a big pig’s trotter? Looks delicious.”
Braiden blackened his face, re–stabilized her, fastened the seat belt, and patted her cheek.
“Cynthia, where did you live?”
Cynthia didn’t say anything.
“I will take you home, where do you live?”
Cynthia still didn’t say anything.
Braiden heard Giovanna say that Cynthia had moved out on her own since Zaiden left at the wedding. He knew which neighborhood she lived in, but not the specific building or apartment. When he asked Giovanna, she couldn’t say either.
When I asked the assistant, I was able to find out, but Cynthia had drunk too much and looked like this…
Braiden sighed helplessly and then went to the front to drive.
Turning his head once again, Braiden saw Cynthia lying down once more, shaking his head weakly.
When Cynthia woke up, she saw a familiar scene and immediately sat up.
A servant walked in from outside with a smile and said, “Ms. Shepherd, are you
Why was I at Mr. Ferguson’s house?
“Last night you drank too much, I heard you even went to the police station, and Mr. Ferguson brought you and Ms. Ferguson back together.”
It seems that Mr. Ferguson didn’t know where you lived, so he brought you over here.
Cynthia carefully recalled, her head still aching.
The servant quickly handed her the honey water in his hand.
“Ms. Shepherd, Mr. Ferguson instructed that honey water be prepared for you when
Thank you.”
Cynthia did need honey water indeed.
After finishing the drink, I glanced outside the door.
