Chapter 4 Good candidates

Ella was carried out of the bar by this stranger man.
And Devin doesn't know how to take care of girls at all, let alone handle her gently.
When she was placed on the big bed in the hotel room, her stomach was almost shattered by Devin's hard shoulder.
As soon as she was thrown on the bed, she climbed to the bed and spits.
By her vomiting like this, the smell of wine almost permeated the whole room, and the indoor smell was even more unpleasant.
Devin frowned and said disgusting, "Who will marry you when you get drunk like this?"
After that, turned around and ready to leave.
However, Ella knelt on the bed, burst into tears and murmured, "Yes, who will marry to me? Dad's dead... He is the only one in the world who loves me the most. After he went away, I am living as a weed, to live or die by myself... Nobody needs me... No one loves me... ”
She closed her eyes, her thin back trembling slightly.
The whole person curled up like a lonely and helpless animal.
Devin turned around and looked at her kneeling on the bed and burying her face between her hands, with a slight shock.
Then the footsteps to leave stopped and did not move again.
Ella was really drunk, crying, and began to become overwhelmed, crying louder and louder.
Devin's eyebrows began to wrinkle and tighten as Ella Hill cried. Finally, when she was drunk and crying like a child, his eyebrows were twisted into a knot.
Outside the hotel room, there were staff knocking at the door.
Devin, with a sullen face, went to open the door.
The hotel staff looked inside, smelled the wine, frowned and said, "Excuse me, sir, I received a complaint from someone in your next room. A girl was crying. I don't know what happened?"
When he received the complaint, he thought something bad had happened, but he sneaked in and saw the woman's clothes were neatly dressed.
There seemed to be nothing wrong.
Devin took a breath and calmly said, "My wife is drunk and misses my dead father-in-law, so she can't control her mood."
"Well, I'm sorry to disturb you."
The staff left in a hurry.
Devin closed the door and turning to Ella.
Ella was still crying, her face is full of tears, like a abandoned child.
With a gentle sigh, Devin Hunter went over and sat by the bed, looking at her. "I marry you, will you marry me?"
Ella didn't hear it and was still crying.
Devin frowned, picked her up impatiently and walked into the bathroom.
Ella cried intently, but struggled for a while and continued to cry.
Until Devin put her in the bathtub, then cooled the water and sprinkled on her.
She was sprinkled with cold water, which stopped crying, full of drunken eyes looking at him, puzzled and grieving like a child: "What are you doing? How cool the water is!"
"Let you wake up."
Devin did not show mercy and continued to water her.
A thin column of water sprinkled on her head, face and clothes, and soon poured her through.
Looking at Ella's exquisite figure under the white dress, Devin's eyes darkened for a moment before throwing the lotus canopy aside, taking the towel and throwing it on her head: "Are you sober?"
Ella was watered so cold, which gave her a thorough cooling and restored half her consciousness.
She turned around and looked at the man saying, "Who are you?"
"Devin, Area A Marine Corps."
"I don't know you..." Ella wiped her face and her brain was still a little confused.
The man crouched beside the bathtub and looked at her. "I know you, that's all."
"What?" Ella wipes her lips.
"I want to propose to you."
"Neuropathy..." Ella Hill gently complained.
The next second, Devin's slender, powerful fingers raised her chin and forced her to face up to himself. "I heard your relatives are urging you to marry and find partners for you. Am I not a very good candidate compared to those people?"
Ella thought about the picture her aunt had given her then looked at Devin, she was silent.