"Ariah?" Jimmy called out her name but Ariah just lay quietly in his embrace.
He carried her into the house without even bothering to change his shoes. Putting away the things in his hands, he took her to the living room.
When he tried to place her on the sofa, Ariah, who was clinging onto him, didn't want to let go and even complained, "Jimmy, why is your body so hard... like a stone? It's not comfortable hugging you at all..."
Jimmy narrowed his eyes at her and he got enraged as soon as he smelled the alcohol on her.
It turned out that she had been drinking!
There were all sorts of liquor on the tea table-red wine, beer, and even spirits.
Tsk.
He then pulled her up from the sofa in anger, but she was so drunk that she couldn't even open her eyes or sit straight.
Patting her face, he asked with his teeth gritted, "How much did you drink?"
Ariah shifted her weight on him and said with a pouting look, "Jimmy, you're making me...
uncomfortable... Don't touch me..."
As she mumbled, she pushed him away hard.
But Jimmy pulled her back and seized her chin. He rubbed his finger against her tender skin and asked, "I'm making you uncomfortable?"
Ariah nodded her head in a serious manner. "Yes."
Jimmy merely responded with a sneer.
Then, he placed her down on his thigh and reached out to pull her pants, to which Ariah struggled fiercely. "What are you doing?"
"I wanna see your leg injury."
"My leg... was injured?"
Jimmy was speechless.
Without saying further, he directly pulled her leg up and examined her ankle. It wasn't as swollen as it was yesterday. But when he pressed hard on her wound, she hissed, "Ouch! What are you doing... Are you trying to kill me..."
Immediately, he loosened his grip and turned back to see her looking at him pitifully.
Jimmy couldn't help but peck her on the cheek. With a smile, he said, "Silly, I'm not trying to kill you. I'm just concerned about your injury. Does it hurt still?" "Well, it hurts when you pressed it..." "I see," answered Jimmy, but he didn't stop kissing her.
Slowly, he moved his lips to hers and said, "Sit down. I'm gonna apply the ointment Dr. Turner gave you yesterday."
Ariah just sat there in a daze with a pair of doe eyes.
"Good girl."
Seeing that she had calmed down, Jimmy got up to look for the ointment.
But when he returned, he was once again irritated and strode over to take away the bottle of alcohol from her hand. "Stop drinking!"
"Ahem..."
After coughing, Ariah stuck out her tongue and said, "Yikes, it burns."
With a snort, Jimmy put the bottle of alcohol back on the tea table. "Duh! It's hard liquor!"
He was shocked that she actually drank a lot. Even a man couldn't stand to drink this amount, yet she even mixed it with other types of alcohol!
With a darkened face, he applied the ointment for her, while asking, "Why are you drinking?"
Ariah rested her head on his shoulder and her face was red. "Because someone doesn't allow me to go to the bar, so I could only drink at home."
Jimmy stopped and asked, "Who's stopping you from going to the bar?"
"My husband."
"Oh, who is your husband?"
"A shameless b*stard!"
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