Isaac Eastwood didn’t understand this point.
Sharon Langley saw through his thoughts at a glance, and suddenly, the heartache she just felt turned into sarcasm.
"You keep saying you’ll accept everything about , but isn’t it that whenever a conflict arises, you rember this?"
At this mont, Silas Eastwood finished discussing business and ca out from the private room.
The man squinted his deep eyes slightly and imdiately saw Sharon Langley.
What was this woman talking about with his nephew?
Isaac Eastwood grabbed Sharon Langley, but suddenly, he inadvertently saw her exposed white neck, with faint red kiss marks on it. Instantly, anger swirled from the bottom of his heart.
"What is this?"
He questioned, pointing his finger at those kiss marks.
Sharon Langley’s face stiffened slightly, and she fell silent for a mont.
Isaac Eastwood furiously said, "Bitch, turns out you have soone outside! Indeed, you’re just a fickle woman; you deserved what happened back then!"
His tone was harsh, as if Sharon Langley was the one who had to go to hell for betraying this relationship.
Sharon Langley’s heart felt like it was being stabbed, never thinking that one day she would hear these words from him.
Ha ha!
How ridiculous, clearly back then he pitied her experience, swore he’d never mind that incident for a lifeti, but now it has beco a ans for him to hurt her!
Sharon Langley took a deep breath and then picked up the lemon water from the table, "Splash—"
Without hesitation, she threw it directly at him!
"Yes, I have soone outside! They’re a hundred tis better than you, both in and out of bed! Coward!"
After speaking, Sharon Langley slamd the glass onto the table, gave him the middle finger, and walked away without looking back!
Isaac Eastwood was taken by surprise by the cup of water thrown at him; he rubbed his face fiercely, emotions of all kinds dancing wildly inside him, making his expression temporarily grotesque.
Damn it, she actually humiliated him like this!
"Uncle."
At this mont, Silas Eastwood walked over.
Silas Eastwood glanced at his sorry state with disdain and casually handed him a tissue, "Wipe it."
Isaac Eastwood awkwardly accepted it, no matter how he wiped, a large patch of his shirt was already soaked with water.
There was even half a lemon hanging from his collar.
Isaac Eastwood said awkwardly, "Sorry to make you laugh, Uncle."
But Silas Eastwood didn’t look at him; instead, his gaze fell in the direction Sharon Langley had left.
Rembering the last thing she said to Isaac Eastwood, Silas Eastwood let out a satisfied smile.
So, in her heart, he was this amazing...
anwhile.
After walking out, Sharon Langley’s emotions from venting started to make her hands and feet numb. She walked down the street, wondering why she and Isaac Eastwood had beco like this in just a few days.
Life is truly unpredictable.
"Miss Langley."
At this mont, a black SUV stopped beside her. Sharon Langley gave it a wary glance but first heard the other person say, "Get in, I’ll give you a lift."
The man from last night?
Sharon Langley recognized him imdiately. She frowned in annoyance, ignored him, and continued walking her own path.
Silas Eastwood was not annoyed, following behind her.
After walking for a while, Sharon Langley found he was still not leaving. Feeling sowhat irritated, she pulled out a wad of cash from her wallet and tossed it directly into the car window, said coldly, "Last night’s tip for you, stop following !"
Silas Eastwood looked down, seeing how generous she was, threw him quite a few hundred-dollar bills!
It’s a pity, he’s not just any random gigolo!
"Miss Langley, last night was my first ti, you took my first, you must be responsible."
Silas Eastwood said calmly.
Sharon Langley nearly choked on his words, what first ti! He’s clearly the one who took advantage, and he wants her to be responsible for him, is he crazy?!
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