Maya Spencer listened to Jas Bennett’s comforting words, and felt slightly better; but she still couldn’t shake off the shadow of Liam Spencer’s recent words.
In the bedroom, she tossed and turned on the large bed, unable to sleep, unwilling to go out.
After thinking for a while, she dialed Liam Spencer’s number, eager to tell him that she’s made up her mind, she likes him, and she wants to marry him, without regrets for a lifeti.
However, to her frustration, after dialing Liam Spencer’s number, that guy actually didn’t answer.
After several calls, Maya’s anger couldn’t be hidden anymore, she abruptly sat up from the bed, crossed her legs, holding the phone, angrily saying: "Liam Spencer, you scoundrel, try not answering my call again."
At this mont, if Liam Spencer stood in front of Maya, she would definitely bite off a piece of him as punishnt.
She dialed Liam Spencer’s number again, and after 30 seconds, he finally picked up.
The mont the call connected, Maya couldn’t help but feel a little excitent mixed with anger, because Liam Spencer made her wait too long.
On the other end, she heard Liam Spencer suddenly ask, "What’s up?"
Listening to his cold voice, Maya’s rage hit the roof; but she suppressed it, calmly saying: "Liam, I’ve made up my mind, I like you, I want to marry you, and I won’t regret it. Co and take ho now."
Liam took a deep breath, raised his left hand, checked the ti on his watch, thinking that this girl couldn’t stay calm for even two hours after going back ho. Hearing her confession, and her urging him to pick her up, Liam was filled with joy, feeling over the moon. He wished Lillian Morris could hear Maya’s words, wanted to see that person’s defeated look.
But he just hid on the other side of the phone, chuckling quietly, without letting Maya notice his feelings, only two hours had passed! This girl hadn’t even cald down to think properly.
So, he pretended to be very serious, saying: "Maya, I think perhaps you haven’t understood my previous words, let say it again, I’ll give you a month to consider whether you really want to marry ; and let make it clear, no matter what decision you make, whichever you choose to be with, I won’t bla you, as long as it’s what you want, I can accept it."
Liam’s words were very official, and while saying these, he wished he could slap himself; but he also felt a thrill.
This scoundrel, a few days ago, was scolding Christopher Scott as a bastard, now he’s worse than Christopher.
Listening to Liam’s words, Maya imdiately retorted: "I’ve already made up my mind, I just like you, and want to marry you, I don’t need a month, such things don’t need consideration, Liam hurry and take back, don’t really piss off, or I won’t let you off."
"How won’t you let off?" Liam’s lips curled into a bright smile, yet his tone remained formal.
Maya thought for a while, stamring: "If you make angry, I"
Maya’s coquettishness lted Liam’s heart, he’s already desperate to see her, yet needed to keep up his pretense.
Just, he couldn’t bring himself to be harsh towards Maya anymore, can’t speak coldly to her.
So, he gently ordered: "Maya, don’t make trouble, think carefully about what Third Brother told you, I’m hanging up!"
"Scoundrel Spencer, don’t hang up! Don’t hang up my call." Maya exploded, yelling him not to hang up, but Liam couldn’t take it anymore, especially when he heard her call him Scoundrel Spencer, which made him burst out in laughter as he quickly hung up, clutching his belly laughing.
Thinking, she called him Scoundrel Spencer as if she herself wasn’t Spencer.
Liam hung up the phone, Maya exploded, with a "bang," threw the phone to the ground, furiously yelling: "Liam Spencer, you hung up on , you scoundrel, bastard, big jerk."
Then, she quickly crawled off the bed, grabbed her bag, and left the bedroom in her pajamas.
In the living room, Jas Bennett saw Maya storm out from the bedroom, imdiately grabbing her arm, asking: "Maya, where are you going?"
Though it was only 9 o’clock, Maya’s unstable emotions made Jas unwilling to let her go.
Maya listened to Jas’ question, angrily saying: "I’m going back to Liam. Why should I leave just because he told to? I’m stubbornly not leaving, he has to give an explanation, I won’t let him off easily."
As she spoke, she shook off Jas Bennett’s hand, quickly running towards the villa’s exit.
She had invested so much emotion in Liam, loved him even more than herself, she couldn’t accept Liam not wanting her. If she had known it’d co to this, why did he flirt with her initially?
Even if they really break up, she didn’t want it to be unclear or muddled; what’s this talk about thinking clearly about whether she truly wants to marry him, isn’t this nonsense?
This kind of excuse, Maya couldn’t accept, she didn’t want this relationship to end unresolved, she wasn’t soone who leaves things unfinished, whether Liam is bored of her or has changed his heart liking other won, she only wanted an answer, to get an answer for herself.
So, she drove off, seeing this, Jas Bennett imdiately took another car and followed behind her.
In the car, Maya replayed Liam’s recent words in her head, biting her teeth in anger, muttering to herself: "Just because you don’t pick up, doesn’t an I can’t go back myself? Liam, when I co back, you’d better not let catch anything."
Maya imagined, if when she went back, Liam and another woman were tangled in the bed they once shared, what then? She didn’t know if she could endure this blow.
She’d rather Liam gave her a clear answer than let herself imagine wildly here.
Half an hour later, Maya drove back to Liam’s villa, heading upstairs directly.
Aunt Smith saw this and quickly followed her, explaining: "Young Madam, Young Master is not ho, you just left a couple of minutes ago, he drove off."
Listening to Aunt Smith, Maya didn’t stop her steps going upstairs, once on the second floor, with a "bang" she kicked the door open, loudly shouting: "Liam Spencer, you scoundrel, explain yourself to , what are you hiding for, are you still a man?"
Yet searching through the house, she couldn’t find Liam anywhere.
Aunt Smith saw Maya’s furious look, and cautiously explained: "Young Madam, I’m really not lying, Young Master really isn’t ho."
"Where did he go?"
Aunt Smith quickly shook her head, saying: "Young Master didn’t say, I didn’t dare ask."
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