Chapter 370 For Her, Divorce
Afterward, they administer the anesthesia, making Ben run naked with his injuries!
Giorgio was too cruel; how terrifying!
Everyone watched Giorgio's departing figure with great fear.
They had only heard that those who offended him, even if they didn't die, would be tortured miserably.
Today, they had experienced it firsthand!
Anna didn't go back tonight.
She didn't want to face Giuseppe, nor did she want to see Giorgio.
"Hello, could I have two drinks, please?"
"Miss, what kind of drinks would you like?"
"Anything, just something strong enough to drown my sorrows."
After speaking, Anna walked to a corner and sat down.
Four years ago, she thought she was miserable enough.
Four years later, even more miserable things happened.
She kept drinking.
She didn't notice the two men nearby who were eyeing her.
"That girl looks really down."
"Isn't this our chance?"
"Let's hit on her, and we can enjoy a wonderful night together."
They walked over, sat on either side of Anna, trapping her between them.
"Hey beautiful, feeling down?"
"Tell us your troubles, we'll help you."
Anna had a low tolerance for alcohol, and with her bad mood, she was already drunk.
Her vision was blurry as she glanced at them, and before she could speak, she collapsed onto the table.
"Is it going this smoothly tonight?"
"Come on, beautiful, it's cold outside, let me take you home."
The man, excited as if he had found treasure, reached out to grab Anna's arm, intending to take her away.
However, a cold hand suddenly came down and twisted forcefully.
The man screamed, his hand was clearly broken!
The other man's expression changed as he looked at the distinguished man who appeared.
His demeanor was clearly extraordinary.
"Who are you? We didn't do anything to her, she got drunk on her own."
Of course, they hadn't done anything.
Otherwise, would they still be standing here safely?
"Get lost," Giorgio shouted angrily.
The men were so scared they didn't dare say a word, dragging their injured companion as they ran away.
The place quieted down.
Giorgio's gentle and deep gaze fell on the drunken Anna.
Her face was delicate, flushed with drunkenness, her long eyelashes with tear stains from crying under her eyes.
It was the first time he had seen her so heartbroken and drunk.
A trace of pity appeared in Giorgio's eyes.
He reached out and picked her up, letting her head rest on his shoulder, carrying her steadily outside.
Anna smelled the familiar and pleasant scent, and groggily opened her eyes.
"Who are you? You look like Giorgio."
Mentioning that name, she smiled helplessly and complained, "You're not him. You're so gentle, and he's a jerk, he couldn't possibly be here."
A jerk?
He could understand her hating him, but why did she call him a jerk?
As Giorgio carried her into a hotel, he pinched her drunken, blurry face.
"Tell me, how is he a jerk?"
"He's a complete bastard, let me tell you, he... forget it, I don't want to talk about him."
Halfway through her words, Anna suddenly tilted her head and hugged his shoulder
"Sir, I feel like you're a good person. I'm drunk, please take me home. Thank you."
Giorgio chuckled.
A good person.
It seemed her intuition when drunk was more accurate than when she was sober.
Five minutes later, Giorgio gently laid Anna on the bed in the hotel.
She slept deeply and beautifully.
She was like a cat, making people want to get close and hold her.
His long fingers brushed her hair away from her face, tucking it behind her ear, and he got up to get hot water to wipe her face.
"Don't go,” She unexpectedly murmured, holding onto him.
Was she this clingy when drunk?
Giorgio's gentle gaze fell on her hand, a hint of hesitation in his eyes.
Without thinking much, he lay down beside her, gently patting her.
Even though he had a cleanliness obsession and would never sleep with an unbathed, drunken woman, he didn't mind at all at this moment.
That night was quiet and beautiful.
Anna hadn't slept so deeply in a long time.
The next morning at nine, she groggily opened her eyes, her mind blank and heavy.
"You're awake?" Giorgio's magnetic voice sounded in her ear.
She turned her head and saw Giorgio's handsome face!
He had fair skin, red lips, and long, fine eyebrows, very attractive!
But! Giorgio!
"Why are you in my bed?! What did you do to me?! You lunatic!"
She was very emotional, unable to suppress her anger and breakdown.
Giorgio had never seen a woman treat him like a rogue; she had done it several times.
His voice was emotionless
"Before you get angry, think about what happened last night?"
"Do I need to think? I clearly went to a bar, and now I'm in your bed. Didn't you take advantage of me being drunk and unconscious to bring me here? Giorgio, I always thought you were a jerk, but I didn't expect you to be so shameless and low. I..."
Her lips were suddenly blocked by Giorgio's mouth.
Anna was stunned and pushed him away
"What are you doing!"
Once again, Giorgio kissed her.
Anna's eyes widened in shock, trying to push him away.
Giorgio held her waist, his deep eyes staring at her, his lips moving on hers.
"Every time you curse, I'll kiss you. Do you want to continue?"
Anna felt utterly helpless.
Last night, she was bullied by him and Giuseppe, just wanting to hide quietly, but woke up to face him again.
How long was he going to pester her?
She felt extremely wronged, looking at him emotionally.
"Why? Why do you treat me like this? In your eyes, am I just a tool for your amusement because I have no power or influence?"
She just wanted to keep some dignity and have some self-respect.
Why couldn't she even achieve such a simple request?
Her questioning was pitiful and more like an accusation.
Giorgio's eyes darkened.
He pulled her face close to his, making her look into his eyes, and said seriously, "Anna, listen carefully, no one sees you as a tool for amusement. Also, I didn't know about your imprisonment."
He didn't know?
He clearly went there and refused the prison guard; how could he not know?
More importantly, his eyes were like the stars and the sea, clean and deep, giving her a momentary illusion that he was telling the truth.
This realization made Anna hate herself.
She hated herself for wanting to believe him despite being humiliated without any dignity.
"Let go of me. I don't want to talk to you about this; whether you knew or not doesn't matter to me."
Seeing her expression, Giorgio knew she didn't believe him.
He pressed her against the headboard.
"The prison guard didn't explain clearly, I thought it was another arrangement. Your first call, the phone was left in the room, Katherine didn't tell me the truth."
Speaking of this, Giorgio felt anger.
He hated people touching his phone and deceiving him the most.
In front of her, he directly called Katherine.
"When did I allow you to answer my calls? And you didn't report it? Katherine, it seems our agreement doesn't need to continue, I'll prepare the divorce papers."
He did all this decisively, without any hesitation.
Afterwards, he looked deeply at Anna
"Do you believe me now?"
Anna looked at his serious face, feeling confused.
She had thought she embarrassed him so much that he wouldn't help her.
But in the end, it was all a misunderstanding.
He really didn't know!
The key was that he was Giorgio, with such a noble and distinguished status.
At this moment, he was patiently explaining to her!
He was even going to divorce Katherine!
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