Starting With A Divorce Chapter 274


    Chapter 274 Does He Like Irene?


    Just as Manuel finished his work, he received a call from Irene on the way home.


    But he didn’t answer it immediately.


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    “Manuel, Irene likes you. You should know it. You are why she returned to the country.”


    Brady’s hypocritical face came into Manuel’s mind.


    “Manuel, what is the rtionship between you and Ms. Easton?” It was a calm and gentle face, but the


    eyes were suppressing the cruelest and crazy coldness.


    Koen’s reminder passed through Manuel’s mind. “You have to grasp the matters of the Wade family


    yourself. I won’t refuse Brady if hees to look for me. As for how to


    decide, that is your matter.”


    “Manuel, you can’t give up on Ainsley. Didn’t you say you would bring her back to be my


    sister-inw?”


    “Don’t say it!”


    Manuel dispelled the sound beside his ear and only heard the ring of his phone.


    “Manuel, eat well.” Manuel thought of his mother finally dying tragically in her favorite elegant courtyard


    and the words she said before her death.


    Manuel’s fingers trembled slightly as he answered Irene’s call.


    He suppressed his coldness. “What’s up?” His fingers tapped impatiently on the steering wheel.


    Irene said in a sobbing tone, “Manuel,e and save me. I’m drunk. I’m in the Ink


    Club.”


    Before he could reply, Irene hung up the phone.


    In the rearview mirror, Manuel’s face was angr, and his eyes were filled with hatred.


    He stepped on the elerator and drove to the Ink Club.


    The bartender ced a ss of Blue Star ***in front of Ainsley. There were several sses of **on the


    table, all of which he had just made. However, Ainsley only


    drank a sip of one ss and then put it down.


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    “Another.” Ainsley put down the ss.


    The Blue Star ***was full of blue light under the flickering light, shining brightly.


    However, Ainsley felt that something was missing. She thought, was it missing the fragrance of


    Cabe Sauvignon or something?


    The bartender did not refuse because he knew Ainsley would pay for them.


    While the bartender was making the next ss of ***, Ainsley looked at the men and women in the bar


    and saw a familiar person in the corner.


    Ainsley thought, how could Irene be here?


    Ainsley was surprised to see that there were several sses of wine in front of Irene and she poured


    one ss after another into her mouth without blinking. Irene did not look like she was drinking.


    Instead, she seemed to be repeating these actions without any


    meaning.


    Ainsley thought, what is she going to do?


    Irene drank about seven or eight sses of wine. Although the wine was not stronger


    than red wine, after drinking so many sses in a row in such a short period, it still had


    the possibility of fainting.


    There were many people in the bar. Irene was delicate, with a noble and beautiful look. Now, after


    drinking the wine, her face was slightly flushed. Her drunken look was very


    attractive.


    Ainsley saw several men staring at Irene’s face with ill intentions and they seemed to want toe up


    close to Irene.


    Just as Ainsley wanted to walk over, she found a person walking toward Irene, and his face was full of


    worry.


    Under the neon lights, this was the first time Ainsley had seen Manuel like this.


    Manuel took the ss from Irene’s hand angrily. Ainsley hid in the crowd and vaguely heard Manuel’s


    impatient voice. “Why are you drinking?”


    Even though his voice was impatient, he still supported Irene to stand up and looked at the men who


    wanted to surround Irene just now with an unfriendly gaze. He protected Irene and nced at them


    coldly.


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    The surrounding men quickly went away. As if nothing had happened, they returned to their seats,


    drinking and dancing.


    “Manuel, did youe to pick me up?”


    Manuel nced at the wine sses on the table, frowned, and asked, “Why did you drink so much?”


    “Because I was wronged. They all said that you liked Ainsley, not me. They also said that I ruined your


    and Ainsley’s happiness because of my return. Manuel, is that the case?” Irene put her hand on his


    arm and asked sadly.


    “Come! Let’s drink!”


    “Don’t just drink. Let’s go dancing…”


    The noise stimted Ainsley’s eardrums. She leaned against the door of the bathroom. This ce


    could cover her, but she could clearly hear Manuel and Irene’s voices from this noise.


    Manuel hesitated for a long time, but Irene kept at him. “Tell me quickly, Manuel! Tell me, is it true or


    not?”


    Irene almost cried. Ainsley, who was on the side, clenched her fists. She thought, Manuel, please


    answer if it is true.


    “No.”


    Ainsley’s heart beat violently.


    The moment Manuel spoke, the bar seemed to suddenly turn off the microphones. The various noises


    were like the wind, dissipating beside Ainsley’s ears.


    And only Manuel’s reply entered her ears. Hearing this, Ainsley was stunned.


    “Manuel, they all said that you like Ainsley, not me. They also said that your happiness was ruined by


    me because of my return. Is that true?”


    “No!”


    Hearing this, Ainsley trembled violently.


    Ainsley thought, but Manuel gave me the n before thend auction and saved me


    from the collision ident on the elevated bridge. Was all of this fake?


    Did he mean that he only liked Irene from beginning to end, or that I was only a substitute for Irene?


    At this moment, Ainsley really wanted to ask Manuel personally.


    Ainsley continued thinking, if everything in the past was fake, why did he crash into the car that wanted


    to kill me without hesitation?


    If he really loves Irene, why would he secretly give me the secret of thend auction?


    Everything gradually became clear, except for the figure in Westhill Cemetery. He told her that


    everything had to wait until the time was right.


    “Miss? Are you drunk? Do you want me to help you go in and rest?”


    Ainsley thought, did he really like Irene?


    “Beauty, why did you ignore me?”


    Someone patted her shoulder heavily, and then her hand was grabbed.


    “Ah! What are you doing?” In a panic, Ainsley immediately shook off that hand in


    disgust.


    The man in front of her was dressed slovenly. His entire body was reeking of alcohol,


    and his hair seemed like it hadn’t been washed for many days. Ainsley could even sense how much


    bacteria was in her hand that the man had just held.


    The man stared at her maliciously. “I think you came to the bar to find a man, right? I


    will make youfortable.”


    Ainsley subconsciously looked at Manuel and wanted to ask for help, but when she


    looked up, she saw that Manuel had already disappeared through the door of the bar


    with Irene.


    This made Ainsley panic even more.


    “Let me go! Let me go! Get out!” Ainsley vigorously shook off the man’s hand that wanted to wrap


    around her again.