Better Life Without You. novel Chapter 163

He helped Laura get up and led her to the tree.

Her body leaned against the tree.

Seeing that she had steadied herself, William Walton walked over to the flowerbed, picked up a brick from the side of the road, and smashed it onto the window of the shop.

The sound of glass shattering was enough to frighten her.

She stood by the tree in a daze as she watched William Walton take out that little bear from the window side, walk to her side, and hand it over to her: "Now, am I a man who keeps his promises?"

She received the little bear and tightly hugged it in her arms as she looked at William Walton foolishly.

When the driver in the car heard the rumbling sound, he quickly got out of the car and looked at Mr. Walton.

What's going on?

His Third Master had been strict with himself for half his life, why did he betray the sect for the sake of Miss Green?

He looked at her with his lips curling into a smile. "Get in the car?"

Laura nodded.

The two of them got into the car, and the driver got into too.

William Walton said: "You stay outside and handle it."

"Alright, Mr. Walton."

In less than twenty minutes, the shop owner arrived. Seeing her shop's broken glass, she burst into a fit of rage and said to the driver, "You guys just want to buy a bear, right? Is there even a need to destroy the shop? I'm calling the police."

William Walton touched her head: "Sit obediently in the car and don't move about, I'll be right back." He got out of the car, took out a cheque and passed it to the arrogant shopkeeper. "This is for your glass window. In this business, you will only earn and not lose."

The other person looked at the sum on the cheque and was startled. However, she straightened her neck and said, "This glass of mine is very expensive. I don't take this bit of money seriously."

"Is that so?" He looked at the driver, "Call the police, let the police intervene in this matter. When the time comes, we will compensate them according to the amount that the police have approved. If it can be settled with less than twenty thousand, why should I spend three hundred thousand?"

Just as he was about to put away the cheque, the shop owner hurriedly took it over. "I still have things to do tonight, so I don't have time to accompany you guys and wait for the police. Let's forget about today's matter. Don't be so impulsive next time."

The shopkeeper took the check, put it in her bag, and left.

Just as William Walton was about to get on the carriage, the driver shouted: "Ah, Miss Green, where are you going?"

Hearing the voice, William Walton turned around to see that Laura had already gotten off the car.

Hearing the driver call her, she looked back at the two of them, let out a burp, and ran.

Seeing that, William Walton immediately chased after her.

"Laura."

She looked back and shouted as she ran, "Don't chase me, I don't have any money."

William Walton frowned, this woman ... was she crazy?

"Stop running, I don't want your money."

But she didn't believe him and began to run even faster.

William Walton clicked his tongue. This damned girl, who couldn't even move an inch! She ran rather quickly even when she was drunk.

It took him a few seconds to catch up to her after running more than two hundred meters.

When his hand grabbed her wrist, she shouted, "Help! Help!"

William Walton covered her mouth and knocked her against the wall of the building.

She struggled. "Let me go, let me go."

"Alright, alright, Laura Green, look at who I am."

She shook her head. "You're a bad guy. You smashed other people's glass."

"I am William Walton."

"You're not William Walton, William Walton wouldn't be that bad."

William Walton was speechless. This woman, she was so unreasonable.

If she hadn't been drunk, he would have hit her in the ass.

His voice was soft. "Why did I smash other people's glass?"

"Isn't William Walton's house your home?"

"Of course not, William Walton's house is William Walton's house, I'm not familiar with him."

Hearing this, William Walton became angry: "You're not familiar with him?"

"Shh," Nervously, she put her finger to her lips and looked left and right, "Be quiet, this William Walton guy is especially bad, he always takes advantage of me. I won't come in, you don't come in, either."

"He doesn't like men, so it's okay if I go."

"How do you know that? Others even said that he doesn't like women," she pouted. "But he always kisses me secretly."

William Walton sincerely felt that it was impossible to reason with a woman who was drunk.

"Then tell me, where do you want to go?"

"I have a home."

"Where do you live?"

She whispered into his ear: "I'm living in room 909 of Big City Home Building 3. How about you come with me to my house, my house is much safer than here."

William Walton laughed, he then rolled down the window and said to the driver: "Get in, send us to Big City Home."

"Alright, Mr. Walton."

When they reached the residential area, William Walton told the driver to leave the car behind and leave.

He supported Laura go upstairs. She was humming.

Arriving at the front door, he took out his key and was about to open the door when she said, "Hey, you are interesting. This is my house. How can you open my door with your key?"

As she spoke, she lowered her head, rummaged through her bag, found the key, and fumbled for the door.

William Walton raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

Looked like she was really drunk. Just now, she had known him, but now, she really couldn't recognize him at all.

At this moment, her rosy cheeks were beautiful, and the energy within his body was beginning to stir.