Chapter 583: Getting Drunk


    After finishing the entire bottle of liquor, Laney was totally stered. She couldn‘t support herself and


    had to lean over the bar counter, muttering drunken gibberish.


    “I don‘t need a man. I have friends. That‘s more than enough. Isn‘t it good to be single and free? Why


    would I want a man?” Listening to her drunken ramblings, J didn‘t know how to respond. She


    carefully draped a coat over Laney‘s shoulders and patted her on the back. Then she caught a glimpse


    of the man sitting in a booth near them.


    The dim light in the bar illuminated Garrett‘s face, exposing theplex emotions in his eyes. He was


    looking at Laney in pensive silence. After hesitating slightly, J nodded at Garrett in greeting. She


    had no idea he had followed Laney there. 1 Laney suddenly reached out and tugged J‘s sleeve.


    “Hey, why‘d you stop? Let’s have another round. Didn‘t you say you‘d get hammered with me?”


    “Okay, okay. Let‘s drink.” J turned around and continued to pour whiskey for Laney as if she hadn‘t


    seen Garrett. Perhaps Laney had sensed J’s hesitation. She craned her neck and turned to look in


    the direction J was facing just now.


    “What were you looking at just now? Did you see a hot guy? I want to see him, too!”


    “I wasn‘t looking at anything. Come on, let‘s drink,” J said quickly, wanting to stop her. But she was


    toote. Laney had already seen the man J was looking at just now.


    Garrett stood out amongst the crowd. Maybe it was because the rest of the people in the bar were


    pretty nd–looking, or maybe it was simply because Garrett was outstandingly handsome that


    Laney‘s eyes were drawn to him almost instantly.


    After the two locked eyes, Laney quickly withdrew her gaze. She staggered to her feet, picked up her


    things, and grabbed J‘s arm. This is from N?velDrama.Org.


    “I don‘t want to drink anymore. Let‘s go.” However, before they could leave, Garrett suddenly reached


    for Laney‘s hand and said gently, “You‘re drunk. Let me drive you home.”


    But Laney pushed him away. Her legs were a little weak, so she staggered a little.


    “I don‘t need you to take me home. You already know that I‘m drunk, so why do you still offer me a


    ride? What do you expect to happen, huh?” J hurried to Laney‘s side and shook her head at


    Garrett.


    “She doesn‘t want to see you for now. Don‘t worry. I’ll take her home.” Garrett didn‘t try to insist. J


    hailed a taxi and then helped Laney in.


    The second Laney got back to her apartment, she slumped over her bed, murmuring something


    incoherent. J was worried about Laney. After tucking her in, she texted Ethan, telling him that she


    would stay the night at Laney‘s ce.


    The following morning, Laney woke up with a splitting headache. Her grumpy expression, coupled with


    her pale, chapped lips, made her look even more depressed.


    “Laney, you don‘t look so good. Do you want to go back to bed and sleep some more?” J had gone


    out to get breakfast. When she came back and saw the listless Laney, she was genuinely worried.


    Laney rubbed her aching temples and said dismally, “No, I‘m fine.”


    J set a cup of coffee in front of Laney and said, “Time heals all wounds. Do you want to go on a


    vacation? Maybe what you need is a change of environment.” Laney sipped on her coffee and


    grimaced, still feeling the effects of the liquor.


    “Do you have the time to go with me?” J smiled. “I can ask for a vacation leave. Besides, I haven‘t


    been that busytely.” Laney fell silent and proceeded to drink her coffee. Just then, J‘s phone


    rang. Looking at the caller ID, she excused herself.


    “I need to take this. Think about it, okay?” It was from Ethan. The second the call connected, he said in


    a low, mncholic voice, “Grandma‘s sick. We have to go back to Seacisco today.“