Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister
Chapter1559 hard work

"Good job!" Suddenly, the supervisor roared out loud, followed by applause. Looking at Stanley in front of her, Dolly was a little anxious.

This is the end, these gossipy employees are going to start rumors again!

Soon, the game was over, and everyone had had their fun, so they dispersed.

Dolly squatted in front of the bar and kept throwing up, a very uncomfortable look.

"How's that? Is everything okay?" Stanley rushed to ask.

"Yes, you go first, I'll take a taxi back later." With that, she waved her hand to the person next to her.

But how could Stanley leave her alone to throw up here!

"I'll take you to the hospital!" He said.

Seeing her vomit in such a mess and pain, Stanley was really distressed.

"It's okay, I'll just go back and get some sleep." She refused.

"Then I'll take you home." Stanley said, he wanted to help her.

"No!"

Suddenly, Dolly straightened her back, holding on to the big tree next to her, and looked seriously at the person in front of her.

"Stanley, I beg you, hurry home, okay? Leave me alone!" Dolly said beggingly.

She really wanted to clear the relationship between herself and Stanley!

"Dolly, why are you avoiding me? Just because I like you?" The man in front of her asked.

Dolly looked at him, shook her head, and instantly felt a little weak.

"Don't you approach me, I just want to have a good life with Brayden." With that, Dolly simply turned around and staggered away.

Knowing her mind, Stanley didn't force her, but just kept silently following her until she fell to the ground.

"Well, don't be stubborn, I'll take you home." With that, he carried Dolly straight to his car.

"You let go of me! Brayden will be angry!" The person on his back shouted while pounding his back.

But Stanley, as if he had heard nothing, kept going, unaffected.

"Why do you do this to me? Why? You pester me, your father suspects me, what the hell do you want from me!" Dolly in the car was yelling openly and chaotically, and her tears were flowing incessantly. Looking at the tearful person next to him, Stanley had a vague urge to do so.

If he could, he would really like to have this woman completely!

But he also knows very well, Dolly's life is the most hateful is the kind of vile and nasty villain. Naturally, he would not do anything to chill her heart.

Soon, Stanley dropped Dolly off at home.

"My goodness, what the hell is going on here?" Mrs. Knight hurriedly came out and held Dolly and asked loudly.

"She's drunk." Stanley replied softly.

Mrs. Knight glanced at Dolly, a little angry.

"What's going on?" At this moment Brayden heard the commotion, rushed from out to ask.

"Come on, hurry up, help your daughter-in-law to the room." After saying that, Mrs. Knight directly shoved Dolly to Brayden.

Looking at the petite figure and Brayden's grim face, Stanley lowered her head, her eyes a little gloomy.

So after all, she chose Brayden. Stanley slowly got up and prepared to leave.

"Stanley!" Mrs. Knight suddenly shouted.

"Thank you so much for this evening." Mrs. Knight said with a smile as she walked over.

"It's okay."

Stanley replied softly.

"How have you been?" Mrs. Knight then asked.

I don't know why, but Stanley didn't have the same enthusiasm as before when facing this old man.

"Fine." He replied perfunctorily.

Perhaps seeing his embarrassment, Mrs. Knight didn't talk much with him, and then Stanley left straight away.

"Brayden, I miss you so much!" In the room, Dolly was lying on the bed and murmured.

"Dolly, would you like some water?" Brayden asked as he gently touched her forehead. "Brayden!"

Dolly rolled right over and hugged the person next to her tightly.

Maybe she felt Brayden's scent and body heat, she kept misoing into his arms, like a good little cat, and muttered Brayden's name under her breath.

I don't know how long it took, looking at the moonlight outside, Brayden also slowly closed his eyes.

The next day, the sun shone early through the window to the ground, the bed Dolly stretched, touched the person next to him, the corners of the mouth curved a curve of satisfaction. "Awake?" Brayden asked in a low voice as he cupped her little face and kissed her forehead gently.

"Awake." She replied softly, both arms wrapped around Brayden's neck, a hint of something unusual in her eyes.

"What did you go and do last night? Do you remember?" Brayden asked deliberately, ruffling her hair.

Last night? Dolly cocked her head, remembering everything from yesterday.

Oh no, I think I was drunk yesterday.

"That, I just drank some wine yesterday." She scratched the back of her head and said awkwardly.

"And then?" Brayden continued to ask.

Dolly looked at the person in front of her suspiciously, unsure.

"And then I went home." She replied confidently.

"And how did you get back?"

Yes, last night, did she take a taxi back? Why didn't she remember anything?

Dolly looked at Brayden again with a little shyness on her face.

"Did you pick me up?" She asked, embarrassed.

"No." Brayden answered directly.

"Dolly, do you know this is very dangerous! I told you, you should not drink outside in the future ......" Every time Dolly drink, Brayden always can not help but to chatter two, as if something big happened.

But in life, there are always moments that make people very helpless, such as last night.

"I know, it's not a special situation." Dolly hurriedly explained.

"Promise me you'll try not to drink outside in the future, okay?" Brayden asked.

He was really attracted by his low sexy voice, Dolly only had to nod frequently and no longer resist. "Dolly, get up and have some sober soup!" Suddenly, Mrs. Knight shouted from the living room. "Coming!" Dolly immediately responded.

Not daring to make any hesitation, the two of them got dressed directly and went into the bathroom together. "Here, your sobriety soup, drink more!" Mrs. Knight said as she handed a bowl of soup to Dolly.

"Thank you ma'am, you've worked hard." Dolly hurriedly replied, smiling awkwardly.

"You know I've worked hard, and you're still out drinking!"

Mrs. Knight glared at her and picked up a piece of bread and stuffed it into her own mouth.