Chapter 272 Paranoia (1/2)

The man lying on the sofa didn't give her any eye contact with her eyes wide open.

But she soon came up with an idea that she was now talking to a drunkard. In his eyes, everything was nonsense.

She opened her eyes wide and said helplessly, ”Do you want to go back with me now?”

Richie was silent when she started the conversation, and he didn't respond now.

Richie didn't answer her question. Instead, a man in an expensive suit sat not far from Richie, laughed and said, ”Consuela, Richie isn't willing to, but I am willing to.”

The only response he got was the twitch of her mouth. She heard Richie throw the bottle out and scold, ”Watch your mouth.”

The frozen voice made the room quiet for a moment, as if it was going to be a defensive change.

Consuela was watching the man throw the bottle and speak. She was amused by his reaction. She couldn't help but open her mouth and look at the man with a slit in his eyes, ”Are you drunk or not?”

But his manners were totally different from that of a drunk man.

Consuela always felt that this person was awake at the moment. Probably because when she arrived, she did not see the empty wine bottles which were exaggeratedly compared by Tim.

So she just couldn't believe it.

She had to admit that Richie was a great actor and she admired him from the bottom of her heart.

The man raised his head and opened his watery eyes, his long eyelashes twinkling. ”I think I'm drunk.”

She didn't expect him to be so weak, so she just felt sorry for him.

The wine not only caused brain damage, but also caused heart damage.

Looking at the man not far away from her twitch the corner of his mouth and turn his head. And he seemed as if he didn't know that guy. By this moment, she knew Richie must be crazy.

But this troublemaker was her legitimate husband.