Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister
Chapter1413 Two drunk men

"Dolly, where have you been lately?" Not far away, Stanley shouted.

Looking at the man in front of her, Dolly just felt a headache.

"I just went out for a spin, what's wrong? You want something from me?" She asked.

"I missed you." Stanley ran up to her and answered, a look of affection in his eyes.

Here we go again! The woman was a little embarrassed.

She had told him a long time ago that there was only friendship between them, not love, but it was this man who couldn't listen and kept pestering her.

"If there's nothing else, then you can go first." She said indifferently.

Drive him away? How could she be so heartless!

"Dolly, you've changed, what's wrong, did something happen?" He asked.

What a man who likes to be abrasive! She got a little impatient.

Even if something had happened, it had nothing to do with him. She turned around and walked into the garden, not wanting to pay him any attention.

"I have something to do, go away." Just as she was about to close the door, Stanley immediately ran into the garden, blocking the woman's path and grabbing her arm tightly. "What do you want to do?"

"Why can't you just accept me? After disappearing for so long, you can't think about my feelings, I really miss you!" Stanley yelled.

"Stanley, please behave yourself, I'm just ordinary friends with you, and don't come looking for me if you have nothing to do."

She said it with determination and no temperature, but of course it was all on purpose.

Dolly is an emotionally clean person who does not accept emotionally tainted men, and at the same time she does not want to entangle herself with other people.

"But you're divorced, aren't you? I have the right to pursue you." Stanley said firmly.

How ridiculous! He knows he doesn't like him, yet he insists on continuing to be wrong. Is he out of his mind or on the wrong medication? Wasn't it clear enough that he had said it himself? "Stanley, please listen carefully, yes, it is true that Brayden and I are divorced, but there are still feelings between him and me." Dolly said.

Stanley's heart, suddenly lost its strength.

"Knock!" The door was kicked open viciously.

"Who is it?" Stanley shouted.

"It's me!" Suddenly, Brayden appeared in front of the two men.

As soon as Brayden heard that the man had come to see Dolly, he immediately dropped what he was doing and drove this way.

"What are you doing here?" Stanley asked.

"I should be asking you that, right?" Brayden said.

Vaguely, Dolly felt that the man who approached her exuded the aura of someone who wanted to kill.

Damn, should let Stanley hurry up and leave.

"You get out of here, quick!" Dolly whispered as she pushed him.

Stanley turned his face away, refusal written all over his face.

"I'm not leaving!" Stanley yelled, a voice that nearly shook off the flower pot next to him.

"Well, then let's have dinner together and have a nice chat." Brayden said.

Stanley walked towards Brayden and nodded firmly.

Dolly would never have thought that after one drink and meal, the relationship between Stanley and Brayden would be better than the one he had with himself. "Brayden, you shameless, you have already divorced Dolly, right? Why are you still pestering her?" Stanley, a little drunk, asked.

"Because I like her, I love her, why are you jealous? Then you'll have a fair fight with me." Brayden was also a little drunk.

The faces of the two men, red, but did not stop drinking.

"But I have no advantage, Dolly loves you and not me, if she likes me, I will fight with you to the end." Stanley growled as he sipped his drink.

"I'm telling you, she belongs to me alone in this life, no one will take her away, and she won't go with any other man!" Brayden laughed thankfully and shouted.

In the box, the two men sang and danced, cried and shouted, Brayden completely without the usual domineering president's appearance, Stanley also completely without the previous decent image, they played very high, looks more like a vent.

"Brayden, come on, let's both take a picture together, a small memento." Suddenly, Stanley said, picking up his phone to take a picture.

"No, we both look like this ghost, how can we take a picture?" Brayden refused.

"Come on! Why can't we film it? I can't get Dolly, so I'll have to make her a little jealous, she doesn't like me." Stanley said mischievously.

At this time Brayden, surprisingly, he had a few points of truth, and began to pose with the man next to him.

The next day, the sun has long been hanging in the sky, two men lying on the sofa, each pressing their temples, trying to open their eyes. "Ugh, my head hurts!" Stanley shouted.

"I have a headache too." Brayden muttered.

At once, Stanley stood up "miso".

"Why are you here? What have you done to me?" He looked at Brayden next to him in horror and yelled.

Was he pig-headed? Brayden knocked his head hard and slowly sat up.

"Just like you, no meat, and not handsome, who cares, and besides, I have no problem with orientation, okay? I like Dolly," Brayden murmured.

Stanley turned around and opened the curtains, it was almost noon and it was time to go back.

"I'm leaving, and we'll pretend that last night never happened." He said.

That wouldn't do, last night he had clearly promised himself to give up Dolly! "Stanley, are you still a man or not, why don't you have any integrity at all?"

"Last night, what did I say?" Stanley asked suspiciously.

"You said from now on, you won't bother Dolly anymore, you'll be friends with her, and you said you'll be nice to me." Brayden suddenly laughed out loud and replied. Brayden's this image, really let Stanley elusive, always domineering and cold Mr. Kirkland, but also such a gossipy side?

In fact, at this time, neither of them had completely sobered up yet.

"Did I really say that?"

"Do you want to listen to the recording?" Brayden asked rhetorically.

Stanley waved his hand, indicating that it was not necessary.