Jane Quinlan exclaid, "Hey, you just agreed to what I said."
"When did I agree with you?
I only said that your explanation was acceptable.
Which of my words promised that I wouldn’t touch you?"
Jane Quinlan bit her lip and poked at his chest, "How can you go back on your words like that?"
"So tell , which word did I go back on?
Tell , just say it, and I’ll correct myself."
Jane Quinlan glared, and he tapped her nose, "If you can’t say it, then I won’t be polite anymore."
Kay Forrest said this as he kissed her lips without any restraint.
Alright, Jane Quinlan really lost to him.
The word "flirting" is really apt for what he does.
In that regard, he’s really impressive.
Jane Quinlan’s mind was heating up, and just when she thought she would be completely devoured tonight, her phone in her bag started buzzing non-stop again.
Suddenly lucid, she sat up and reached for her phone.
But Kay Forrest simply wouldn’t allow it.
Jane Quinlan’s voice drifted off, "The phone..."
"Don’t answer it."
But soone, I don’t know who, dared to be so insensitive.
Jane didn’t pick up the phone, but the caller kept calling over and over again.
The buzzing sound was really dampening the mood.
Finally, Jane Quinlan held him back, "The phone is ringing so urgently, what if it’s sothing important? Don’t miss it."
This ti, Kay Forrest lost his temper too.
Jane Quinlan slipped out from under him, straightened her clothes, and quickly ran to the door to pull out her phone and glanced at it.
Kay Forrest followed her, "Who is it? I’m going to annihilate her."
Jane Quinlan looked and frowned, "It’s a strange number."
"This person is sick, you don’t even know them and they keep calling so many tis."
Jane Quinlan stuck out her tongue and answered the phone, "Hello, who is this?"
"Is this Jane Quinlan?" A pleasant female voice ca through.
Jane Quinlan nodded, "Yes, it’s . Who’s this?"
As soon as she finished speaking, crying ca from the other end of the phone, "Jane... I’m Lily Snow, do you rember ?"
"Lily Snow?" Jane Quinlan hesitated for a mont, the na sounded familiar.
She hadn’t quite rembered, but Kay Forrest beside her got anxious, "Lily Snow, why are you calling Jane."
Jane Quinlan silently mouthed to him, "Who is it?"
Kay Forrest whispered in her ear, "That clingy pest hanging around Oliver Turner."
At the ntion of Oliver Turner, Jane imdiately recalled the beautiful girl she had seen at Oliver’s place last ti.
But why would such a beauty call her crying so late at night?
"Ah, Miss Lily, why are you crying? What happened?"
Jane Quinlan’s caring tone made Lily Snow on the other end of the phone even more upset.
"I had a fallout with Oliver, that old man, and now I have nowhere to stay, can you take in for a night?"
"Ah?" Jane Quinlan turned to look at Kay Forrest.
He had just said he was going to stay here tonight.
Hearing what Lily Snow said, Kay Forrest snatched the phone away.
"Hello, Lily Snow, why are you calling Jane if you’re fighting with Oliver.
Also, how did you get Jane’s phone number?"
"I was originally going to find Faye Townsend, but she just went on a vacation to Amoy with her husband this morning.
I had nowhere else to go, so I asked her for Jane’s number."
"If you have no place to go, just stay in a hotel, why do you need Jane to take you in.
Jane’s place is small, she can’t accommodate a big deal like you."
Kay Forrest walked over to the couch and sat down with his legs crossed.
This woman who disrupted his good ti still wants to stay with Jane?
No way, Jane is his, and she must stay with him.
"Hey, you’re Kay Forrest, right? The person I want to talk to is Jane.
Why are you making such a fuss with ?
Are you looking to pick a fight?"
"Fight? I would not stoop to argue with you, a woman.
Listen, go to a hotel, don’t bother Jane."
"You annoying jerk, why should I listen to you?"
Seeing them start to argue, Jane Quinlan quickly snatched the phone back from Kay Forrest’s hand.
"Miss Lily, I’ll send you my address right now. Can you co over by yourself?"
"Yes, I’m in a taxi now. Jane, thank you for being willing to take in."
After hanging up the phone, Kay Forrest glared at Jane Quinlan unhappily.
"Why did you agree to take in that missy?"
"Her family is not here, she must be feeling very upset after fighting with the person she likes.
Since she ca to for help, of course, I should help her.
Think about it, if one day we also had a fight.
Wouldn’t I also need soone to accompany ?"
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