My Remarried Wife

Chapter 51

“Enough!”He grabbed her wrist and tried to pull her out of his arms.

But she didn’t expect that Forsythia didn’t listen to her. She moved forward and said, “you haven’t answered me yet.”

The blue veins on his forehead twitched. He grabbed her waist and tried to pull her away, but Alice was so clingy that she acted by instinct. Seeing that he was about to push her away, she simply wrapped her arms around his neck and sat on his legs.

All the people present were rendered speechless.

Seeing this, his followers asked in a low voice, “Mr. Richie, do you need any help?”

After saying that, the two of them stepped forward, trying to grab her white and tender arm.

Seeing this, Vernon’s eyes became sharp. “Step back!”

As a result, the two strong arms stopped in midair.

Seeing this, Greg could only sigh in his heart. Couldn’t he see that Mr. Richie was so nervous? What a blind man!

In the depth of the night, both of them were in deep distress. Forsythia was sitting in his arms, with her hands around his neck. The sweet and greasy breath wrapped around his body like soft silk, skillfully circling his cold and powerful breath and then mixing them into one.

Holding her thin waist with his big hand, he asked in a hoarse voice, “do you want to know?”

With her red lips pouted slightly, she suddenly bent down and leaned against his shoulder, shouting, “I’m so sleepy.”

“…”

Tell him that she is sleepy after flirting with him?

“Haha, woman, you don’t have a chance.”

Seeing that, Greg immediately said, “get the car ready and leave here first.”

After saying that, he left the man behind and ran after him.

On the way back, forsythia still kept her original posture in the arms of Vincent. She was so drunk that she didn’t stop all the way. Her hands around his neck sometimes pinched his ears, and sometimes scratched his skin with nails. She did a lot of small movements, which ignited the fire in him.

He didn’t know why he would be like this. How could he react after being flirted with a woman?

He grabbed her hand and stopped her from moving.

“Let go of me,” Forsythia shouted.

With a cold face, he looked straight ahead and said, “hurry up.”

‘damn it! I can do anything if I don’t get her back as soon as possible. ‘.

And his character was almost worn out by her.

If it went on like this.

Greg stepped on the gas and looked at the two through the rearview mirror speechlessly.

The posture was so irritating. A drunk woman collapsed in his arms. How could Mr. Richie bear it?

“like to see?”A cold voice came from behind, and a chill rose from his back. He immediately straightened his back and looked straight ahead, daring not to look around.

He didn’t dare to look around.

Since her hand was still pressed, she couldn’t struggle, so she struggled. Her petite and soft body twisted and rubbed against his chest unconsciously. With his eyes darkened, he put his hand on her shoulder and said, “Damn it! Don’t move any more!”

Forsythia struggled for a while, but she couldn’t move. She just kept her posture and looked at him plaintively, as if she was complaining. Unexpectedly, he felt a little unbearable. He looked away and said coldly, “if you don’t want to be thrown out of the car by me, just listen to me.”

Hearing this, forsythia’s eyes widened. After a while, she closed her eyes again and fell into his arms. It seemed that she was afraid and stopped making trouble.

Hearing that, Vernon breathed a sigh of relief and loosened his grip on her hand. As soon as Forsythia was free, she immediately wrapped her arms around his waist and fell into his arms.

Hearing that, he froze and cold sweat fell from his forehead.

Fortunately, this time, forsythia didn’t move but closed her eyes to sleep.

Feeling that she was breathing evenly, he looked down at the woman in his arms.

She was different when she was drunk. How could a woman have such a face?

In this aspect, she was like a child who could act coquettishly and rely on others. When she was sober, she always endured his reprimand. Sometimes, she was so angry that she turned around silently without explanation or saying anything.

“Mom…”

A vague voice came out from her pink lips, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

Fifteen minutes later, the car finally entered the Ye family’s house. The door was opened. The next second, Greg pushed Vincent out of the car, and a petite figure was clinging to him like an octopus.

The servant guarding at the gate couldn’t help but widen her eyes when she saw this scene.

What was going on? Boss’s wife hung herself on his body in this way, but he hadn’t thrown her down yet. Didn’t they say that boss didn’t like her? Why?

The servants looked at each other. It seemed that it will be true that the maids would be fired directly for offending this lady.

When she was about to enter the elevator, a voice sounded.

“Vincent.”

Hanson stopped and turned his head to look in the direction where the voice came from.

They didn’t stop until they stood in front of them. “What’s wrong, Vincent?”

With an expressionless face, he said in a cold voice, “as you can see.”

Smelling the strong smell of alcohol in the air, Bruce couldn’t help but raise his lips. “Did you drink?”

“Okay.”

Hearing this, Bruce walked up to him and said, “Vincent, your leg is injured. Let me help you.”

As soon as he finished his words, he stretched out his hands, intending to pull Forsythia down from his arms. But before his hands could touch her, he raised his arms to block his hands and looked at him coldly.

“Thank you, brother. I can do it myself.”

Looking at his hand, he paused and said with a smile, “Vincent, I’m also worried about your legs and feet. Although my sister-in-law is a girl, she is also heavy. Your legs…”

“She is my wife. I don’t need anyone else to do it for me.”

“Richie, I didn’t mean anything else. It’s just…”

“Let’s go.”

Feeling embarrassed, Greg nodded and pushed him into the elevator.

The whole process was a shock to her. She woke up and opened her sleepy eyes. When she was about to raise her head, she was grabbed by the backside of her head and pressed into his arms.

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Because he didn’t want him to see her such a look.

This woman looked drunk

It was enough for him to see her by himself.

“HMM…”After being pressed into his arms, forsythia struggled painfully.

Ding——

When the elevator door was closed, he let go of his hand, and forsythia was free. When she was about to speak, she suddenly felt black, and then her lips were covered.