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“He never made feel small or uncomfortable,” Cindy Clarke said, looking straight at Eleanor Ward.
She noticed a hint of change in Eleanor’s facial expression.
“Whether you like soone or not, it is only respectful to be upfront and express it. If I like you, and you like , then let’s be together – I appreciate you liking and I will return the sentint. If I don’t like you, you shouldn’t waste ti on ; salvage your emotions and go find a partner who truly belongs to your future.”
“Instead of both accepting and rejecting at the sa ti, relishing the favors bestowed on him without making a stance, always keeping you on tenterhooks, making you do things that compromise your self-esteem.”
“So, you think such a man is good?” Cindy Clarke retorted coolly, “In my opinion, this shows lack of responsibility.”
“Your hostility towards is rely because of Ian Morris. But, in my opinion, this man isn’t worth your hostility. I don’t like such n anyway, why trouble yourself by seeing as an adversary and behaving out of character?” Cindy said.
Standing beside, Ian Morris flushed red then turned pale upon hearing Cindy’s words.
It felt as if all his faults had been cruelly ripped open by Cindy and laid bare for everyone to see.
Nowhere to hide, utterly exposed.
This left Ian Morris’s face burning with humiliation.
He believes he had lost all his dignity.
He hadn’t offended Cindy Clarke, had he?
How could Cindy talk about him this way!
“Just a minute ago, you imagined my entire life based on a single comnt of mine.” Cindy Clarke laughed, “You might want to ask Ian Morris what I actually do for a living.”
“He knows all this, yet he didn’t correct you even once, allowed you to make a fool of yourself with your ridiculous assumptions.” Cindy laughed again, “Of course, I didn’t bother to explain myself either. If you’re rude to , naturally, I’d enjoy seeing you embarrass yourself. We’re not friends to begin with. My relationship with Ian Morris and yours is completely different.”
“My advice to you – it would be better to sort out your emotions,” Cindy Clarke spoke coldly, “There are people waiting for us, if you’ll excuse us.”
When she finished, she was about to leave with Morgan Zhekova.
“Who allowed you to leave!” Eleanor’s face was flushed with embarrassnt. She couldn’t let Cindy leave so easily, “You pushed and didn’t even apologize. You think you can just walk away?”
“I didn’t push, but I don’t mind giving you a real push now.” Cindy flexed her wrist, “You know I’m a chef. My arm is pretty strong from handling pots and pans all day.”
“If I had really pushed you just now, you wouldn’t have been able to stand still,” Cindy sneered.
“Why are you so rude?” Rowena Campbell scowled.
“Cindy Clarke.” Ian Morris also spoke, his voice heavy.
He has a good impression of Cindy Clarke, but it hasn’t reached the point of infinite tolerance.
What Cindy said earlier deeply offended him – he also had his own pride to uphold!
He never showed any disrespect to Cindy Clarke from the ti they had t.
But what about Cindy Clarke?
What did she say to Eleanor just now!
Cindy raised an eyebrow: “How so? Do you plan on ganging up on ?”
“We didn’t intend to make things difficult for you, just apologize to Eleanor,” said Rowena Campbell.
Cindy, however, shot a mocking glance at Ian Morris.
At this mont, he was silent again.
Instead, he was helping Eleanor to make her life difficult.
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