Chapter 517 Who the Hell Are You?
Kisa emptied the content of her stomach all over his pants. Gilbert's face darkened. He couldn't care less that she still felt terrible and vomited, and pushed her away.
She fell to the ground. With both hands on the ground, she propped her body up and vomited furiously, wanting to throw up everything in her stomach.
Gilbert saw this and was enraged. "I shouldn't have cared. You knew you couldn't drink."
After vomiting, she took a breath and said, "Who wants you to care about me? Who the hell are you?"
Gilbert gritted his teeth. "Good, then I will leave you here alone." He spun around and got into his car without looking back, then drove off into the darkness of the night.
Kisa dropped sitting on the ground, looking in the direction where the car disappeared, and muttered, "Who cares? Who the hell are you? Gilbert? Heh!" She suddenly sneered at herself, "Gilbert couldn't have cared less about me. Gilbert, Gilbert..."
She kept murmuring in the chilly night wind, like a castaway. T
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