After thinking about it for a while, Sue could not figure it out. She shook her head and went back to the villa.
Henry stepped on the accelerator all the way to Yvonne's apartment. It was originally more than an hour's drive away, but he got there in about forty minutes.
"I'm here. Where are you?" Henry put the phone that had been connected for nearly an hour to his ear. He asked her where she was after he got down out of the car and closed the door. He started searching for her.
However, he looked around and didn't see anything.
"I'm... hie ...I don't know where I am." Yvonne's voice sounded more muffled now. It was obvious that she had gotten even drunker.
Henry's temples were bulging as he asked, "Are there any buildings around you now?"
"Huh? Buildings?" Yvonne took a sip of beer. "The supermarket..."
Supermarket?
Henry frowned and started searching for a supermarket in his mind. He suddenly remembered.
He had seen a supermarket nearby, but he needed to walk two minutes from where he was.
"I got it. Just stay still and wait for me, I'll be over right away," Henry urged.
Yvonne answered in a daze and hung up the phone.
Two minutes later, Henry finally saw the familiar figure sitting at the side of the road.
She was not drinking anymore. Instead, she just sat there while hugging her legs and burying her head between her knees as if she was asleep.
There were several cans beside her, and they all seemed to be empty at a glance. No wonder she had gotten so drunk.
Henry walked over with a gloomy expression and patted Yvonne on the shoulder lightly. "Wake up."
Yvonne moved. "Don't... Don't disturb me, I'm trying to sleep!"
Henry's expression turned gloomier.
What?
Sleep?
Was she not afraid of sleeping there at all?
He wondered if she didn't call him and he hadn't come, would she really end up spending the night here alone?
"Shannon, wake up!" Henry yelled again, and this time he patted her on the shoulder a little harder.
Yvonne raised her head and narrowed her eyes as she looked up at the man overhead and asked, slurring her words, "Hen... Henry?"
"Yeah, it's me." Henry nodded.
Yvonne smiled naively, "You... You're here!"
"Well, I'm here and I'm sending you back.” Henry stretched out his hand towards her.
Yvonne seemed like she didn't understand and she tilted her head. "Back? Go back where?"
"Go back to your apartment," Henry replied patiently a s he tried his best to hold back.
Yvonne said with a grumpy face, "No, I'm not going back. It's so nice and cool here, and I have some booze here. Yes, booze. Do you drink, Henry? I have some booze here. Where did it go?"
She looked around as she searched for more beer.
"Ah, the beer is all gone, I drank it all," Yvonne said sadly while shaking an empty can.
Suddenly, her facial expression changed and she threw the can in her hand angrily before standing up unsteadily. "It's okay, there... there's a supermarket in front. I'll buy some for you so you can drink with me!"
After she said that, she supported herself off the ground and stood up.
However, when she tried to get up, her legs were too weak so she fell back.
When Henry saw that, he raised his eyebrows and didn’t know what to do.
However, she was adorable when she was drunk because she looked like a child.
But he could not let her go on like that. They were also in an affluent area where many celebrities lived, and there might be paparazzi around at any time.
Though they may not be celebrities, their companies would still get affected if they were photographed getting drunk in public.
"Enough. 1 don't drink, and I'll take you back now. Just give me a minute." Henry stopped the woman who was trying to get up again to buy more beer. He then bent down, picked up the cans on the ground, and walked to the nearby trash can.
After throwing the cans away, Henry took Yvonne by her wrist and pulled her up from the ground.
"I'll hold you." He held her arm.
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