Chapter 45

YSABELLE

Adrenaline rushed through me and sprinted to Ronan with my heart thrumming inside my chest when I saw the car start to move backward. I immediately turned off the engine and shot a glare at Ronan, who just chuckled in his seat, unbothered at the future accident.

I slapped his face lightly. “You're drunk, and yet, you plan to drive home?” I said with gritted teeth.

He almost crashed into the car behind.

“I'm not drunk.”

I glared at him with full intent. “That's what drunk people always say.”

I pushed him to the passenger seat. He didn't say anything and just moved over, groaning as his head accidentally hit the window.

Served him right!

I looked around, hoping to find someone reliable that could help this jerk to take him to his place.

“Where the hell is your bodyguard or driver?” I asked.

But as expected, I didn't receive a proper response from an intoxicated man.

I buttoned the coat I had which was owned by Ronan as the cold st