FreeNovelChapter 118 I squinted for a clearer view. One photo captured Mark andat a concert caught from the side. Another showed us leaving, his arm seemingly resting on my shoulder from behind.
Seeing the second picture, I got why I didn't get jostled by the crowd again after nearly being knocked over that day. Mark had been guardingfrom behind all along.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtI found it funny and annoying. "This guy's got quite the imagination and logical reasoning skills.
"Mark's so attentive to you. No wonder people get the wrong idea," Christine said, “I think he's more reliable than Bryant." "Don't be ridiculous." I sipped my lemonade. "Mark's got someone he likes, and he's been into her for years." Christine wondered, "Who is it? How cwe've never seen her?" "I don't know. Probably when Mark finally wins her over, he'll bring her around." I kept silent about Mark's crush on smarried girl. It was his private matter and somewhat immoral. It was better kept to as few people as possible.
Christine pouted. “And here I was thinking you two were perfect for each other. Turns out was the only one excited about it." "Con. I'm still married. If you want to play a matchmaker, at least wait till I'm divorced," I chuckled. "Okay." Christine buried her head in her meal, and after we finished eating, she dragged out for a walk to help digest our food.
While on the escalator, we noticed a crowd gathered around a store.
Ever curious, Christine pulledover, casually asking a bystander, "Hey handsome, what's everyone looking at?" Momentarily dazzled by Christine's looks, the guy eagerly responded, "There's this customer, seeming like she's pregnant, insisting on getting a bag reserved by someone else." "Really? That's bizarre." After thanking him, Christine peeked into the store, and soon, a familiar voice reached us. "You don't know who I am. Fine, but don't you hear about the Ferguson family? Tellwho reserved this bag, and I'll contact them." The woman's voice was clear, her tone gentle yet laced with an assertive sense of superiority.
"Not her again," Christine muttered, visibly annoyed. "Let's Nothing good happens Chapter 118 when she's around." "Yeah." I had no desire to get involved with Margaret again.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAs we turned to leave, Margaret happened to look in our direction. “Jane?" She abandoned the bag instantly and ran toward us, grabbing my arm. "Why are you running? What did you tell Bry? He's not answering my calls now."
I massaged my temples, tiredly replying, "We've talked@lot which part are you referring to?"
"You know what I'm talking about." Margaret was being unreasonable. “If you're not guilty, why run?" Christine rolled her eyes. "Oh con, we just don't want to see you." ding tone.
"Now, call Bry for me. I need to speak to him," Margaret demanded in a commanding I was baffled. "Contact Bryant yourself if you want to talk to him."
As I tried to break free from her grip, Margaret suddenly acted as if om possessed, draggingtoward the road outside with all her might. Call him now, or we might end it all together!" X
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