Chapter 13 The Thug Boyfriend
Isabelle cracked the closet door open and saw Tonya walk in impatiently. The man chased Tonya and snapped, “Tonya, I’m your first love. How could you forget about me after you hooked up with Brandon?”
“What do you want?”
“Back when I was still rich, you wouldn’t talk to me with this attitude. You’re the current general manager of Luck Jewelry. You have enough money to spend.”
Tonya was enraged. She threw a check onto his face and said, “Don’t ever talk to me again!”
“What’s the rush, sweetheart? Give me a kiss before you leave. You’re getting more and more beautiful.” The man suddenly took Tonya into his arms.
“Piss off!” Tonya struggled to run to the door.
In the closet, Isabelle carefully fished out her phone and took a few pictures of the room and the two people.
Brandon must not know his faithful Tonya lived such a promiscuous life.
Isabelle curled her lip with disgust.
Soon, Tonya and the man left the room.
After Isabelle put away her phone, she realized something was wrong. She turned around and found Mr. L’s body almost pressing against her.
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In the cramped closet, he was holding her waist the whole time.
She had to stoop over to take pictures just now, so her back must be against his sensitive part…
Suddenly, there was a wave of heat coming behind. A masculine scent lingered, and the hot air that the man breathed out tickled Isabelle’s neck.
“Sir… Mr. L?” Isabelle crooned.
Isabelle’s perfume permeated the closet.
When the man smelt it, his Adam’s apple rolled up, and he clenched his jaw seriously. “Don’t move.”
“Ah?” Isabelle was abashed. She found his voice rather husky.
As she looked down, her face was immediately reddened.
Isabelle sprung out of the closet with a loud bang. She checked the doorway warily and was relieved to see no one there.
After a long time, the man came out. His eyebrows were furrowed. He dressed very casually today. To be fair, the leather jacket made him look younger and unrulier than the suits.
Isabelle didn’t know where to rest his eyes upon. The man stood in front of her and quietly appreciated her pretty face.
There was a flicker of eagerness in his dark eyes as if he had no shame. “It’s quite normal, or else how do you think you got pregnant?” ̧
Isabelle didn’t understand why he would bring this up again! She pretended not to understand this question and darted out.
Watching her flee, the man smiled.
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Isabelle stood in the hallway to calm herself down. Then her tummy rumbled.
The man walked out and heard the awkward noise. In an instant, his face darkened. “Haven’t you eaten anything?”
“Is this how you treat my baby?” he stared at her belly and scolded.
With a guilty conscience, Isabelle checked her watch. It was already 4
- PM.
She dropped her head. “I’m sorry, I forget…”
The man commanded, “Get you something to eat first.”
Isabelle didn’t dare to defy him and followed him into the luxurious cafeteria of South Leisure Club.
The man urged the staff to only prepare meals for pregnant women. The manager respectably brought him a menu.
Isabelle was amazed by his jawline. But sadly, she didn’t know whether the face under the mask was pretty or not.
“Care to join me, Mr. L?”
“I don’t like pregnancy meals.” When he finished speaking, a suspicious “rumble” was heard.
Isabelle stroked her belly and confirmed she didn’t make the noise. She suddenly looked up at the man.
His expression froze.
Isabelle chuckled. Her glossy pink lips were very alluring. “Haven’t you eaten anything today?”
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The man shot her a stare. How dare she make fun of him?
Of course, Isabelle didn’t dare, but she still pushed the plate toward him.
The man sat motionlessly across the table.
The meal was served. Isabelle sneaked a glance at the man and found he had excellent eating etiquette.
Occasionally, he would put some vegetables on her plate.
Isabelle grimaced. “Mr. L, I don’t like eating these.”
“Who cares? They’re for the baby,” he said primly.
Isabelle’s mouth twitched. She didn’t understand how on earth a one- month embryo would like to eat vegetables.
Forget it. He must think of her as a tool.
During the meal, a woman suddenly paused in front of the table and took a picture of them.
Then she sneered, “Isabelle, you had the gut to come here and eat!”
Isabelle craned her neck and found the woman who was talking was Tonya’s bestie, Becky Curry. She was just as bad as Tonya.
Becky stared at Isabelle resentfully. She was Isabelle’s college classmate. But Isabelle was smarter and more beautiful. Isabelle also embarrassed Becky in public when Becky tried to make a love confession to her crush.
Becky didn’t stop holding grudges. Now, Becky could finally make fun of Isabelle who ended up quite miserable.
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Becky slumped into the chair and jeered, “I heard you got kidnapped and assaulted. You also kept a thug boyfriend. Is this the guy?”
Becky cast a look at the man, but she was immediately intimated.
At such a fancy club, who dared to wear such a casual leather jacket?
He must be a thug.
“He must be hideous to wear a mask, right?”
Isabelle nearly spat out the water she drank. She glanced at the man timidly, only to see him put down his fork.
Isabelle was afraid that he would be furious, so she looked at Becky and grunted, “Get lost.”
“You should get lost. A poor woman and her thug boyfriend came here to dine and dash. Should I livestream this and make you famous?” Becky raised her phone and laughed.
Isabelle’s phone started buzzing.
Isabelle tapped the screen and found Becky sent the photo she took in the college group chat. She also attached a text: “Come check the girl that you all used to have a crush on. She has a thug boyfriend. I confirmed she was going to dash and dine. I’ll stream it later. Don’t miss the chance to see her get kicked out by the manager.”
People were seething. Isabelle was the acknowledged goddess. A lot of rich boys fell in love with her before, but now they were repulsed by her.
“Why did she end up like this? A thug boyfriend? Tsk.”
“I saw the news and felt sorry for her. Apparently, she was enjoying it
so much.”
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“Forget about the thug. I’d love to spend a night with her.”
“Becky, can you help us ask how much she charges?”
“I heard she was pregnant. She’s worthless now!”
Soon, Isabelle became the butt of their joke.
Becky hated to see Isabelle act calmly and arrogantly. She pinched Isabelle’s cheek and snarled, “Drop the act. They’re bidding on you like you’re a whore!”
Upon hearing this, the man looked over and frowned. Somewhere, the temperature in the room dropped.
Becky thought the masked man was looking at her. She pranced toward him and mocked, “Loser, do you know how much this meal will cost you? Isabelle is broke. She can’t support a freeloader!”
Boldly, Becky pinched the man’s chin. “You have a nice body. Come with me. I’ll pay for your meal. You don’t deserve Isabelle.”
Becky wanted to steal Isabelle’s man. She wanted to trample on Isabelle’s ego.
She wanted to stand in the limelight.
“Pay for me?” the man sneered as though he heard a joke.
The voice almost made Isabelle’s heart skip a beat. Though she didn’t know Mr. L’s real identity, she did know he was rich.
Becky thought the man was tempted. She quickly produced a black card and turned to tease Isabelle. “This is Tonya’s black card from the South Leisure Club. Brandon applied it for her. Isabelle, I remembered you often came here for business meetings. Why didn’t Brandon also give you one?”
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Chapter 13 The Thug Boyfriend
Isabelle found the card was such an eyesore.
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To save money, Brandon not only didn’t apply for this card but also constantly let her starve when she met the customers.
It turned out Brandon had the card for Tonya long ago.
The man caught sight of Isabelle’s indifferent expression. He let out a chuckle and asked Becky, “Do you want to treat me to a meal?”
Isabelle came to her senses. She had no idea what game Mr. L was playing.
