How satisfying it is to rake someone over the coals!
She heaved a long sigh while pointing fingers at Evan.
“I shouldn’t have believed you and thought that you would give me the money. Had I known things would turn out this way, I wouldn’t even let you treat me to a drink, let alone taking the initiative to pour you a glass. Have you seen a jerk? You’re one notable a*****e in real life. The ULTIMATE jackass!”
The more she lashed out at him, the more infuriated she got. On the contrary, Evan was just staring at her calmly, waiting patiently for her to finish before asking a question, “Are a few thousand really that important to you?”
“Yes! Money is my priority!”
She knew how pathetic life would be to have no money. Having to raise four children single handedly, how could she not be thrifty?
Seeing how serious she looked, Evan narrowed his eyes.
“Don’t get so worked out. Look, you don’t have to pay for this bottle of wine and I’ll still give you the money. Are you cool with that?”
Nicole looked at him in confusion.
Why did this jerk change his mind suddenly? Is the scolding taking its effect?
“However, as per our agreement, you’re supposed to pour me three glasses of wine. Two down and one more to go. I’ll give you six thousand but you owe me one more glass, of which I can claim anytime.”
Each of them had to take a step back; fair and square.
When Nicole was still in deep thoughts, Evan digitally transferred six thousand to her account.
She accepted the cash transfer curtly, but deep down she felt like she had accepted a time bomb. Hmm… I have to attend to him as and when? Can I reject him when the time comes?
Evan seemingly knew what Nicole was thinking. “Don’t you dare think about breaking your promise. I’ll hunt you down.”
She got an idea and quickly transferred four hundred back to him.
“It’s a thousand for three glasses. Since I’ve only poured you two glasses, I’d gladly return you four hundred and close this episode with a win-win solution. Henceforth, we have completely nothing to do with each other.”
We owe each other nothing; just like two strangers who never knew each other. How could she say it so casually…?
With a glint of coldness in his eyes, Evan stared at her. Doesn’t this woman want to see me again? Probably not, for she only has eyes for Rocky. I guess she can’t wait to cut off ties with me and not be in contact anymore. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have moved out from Rose Garden.
As for me… What am I thinking? Why am I still longing to get entangled with her?
Evan’s expression sank instantly, exuding an intimidating aura.
He got up and said coldly, “It’s up to you!” and left promptly after that.
Nicole watched his figure slowly disappeared from her sight. An inexplicable feeling rose within her.
From now on, I assume there will be no further interaction between us. He will live happily ever after with Sylphiette; I should also shatter all unrealistic fantasies, and move on with my life.
She walked away in disappointment but when she got to the entrance, she heard Evan talking to somebody.
He sounded exceptionally gentle. Oh, it’s Sylphiette he was talking to. Of course, who else could make him as gentle as a lamb.
She peeped through the window and saw them cuddling as they left together.
What a handsome couple! Yet, it was also an unpleasant sight that pierced right through my heart. I wish I hadn’t seen that.
She then recalled a scene when Evan pulled her into his embrace. That was just him being a jerk. Wake up, Nicole Lane, stay away from him!
When she returned to her dinner table, a heart-warming scene greeted her. Rocky was chatting happily with Nina whereas Maya was pouting and rubbing her round tummy.
“I’m regretting my decision to finish up all the food. I don’t know how to control my mouth or my appetite, for that matter.”
Lovingly stroking Maya’s head, Nicole responded, “Mommy will supervise your every move.”
“Mommy, you’re back! What took you so long?”
“Ya Mommy, Uncle Rocky and I were about to go look for you.”
“I’m sorry, I met a friend so we caught up for a bit. Carry on with your meal and let’s call it a day thereafter.”
“We’re done eating, Mommy. You’re the only one left.”
