Redmption 183
Redmption 183
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Instead, Bree preferred girls who were straightforward and kind. According to her, petite girls usually were petty and lacked generosity. Although it wasn’t right to judge a book by its cover, Bree was not too far off In this case; she’d accumulated a lot of life experiences, and her words carried wisdom.
“I can’t help you.” I was direct.
“Why?” Jewel showed panic.
I pursed my lips lightly. “Bree is very opinionated and not easily swayed by just anyone.”
“But she loves you. I’m sure she’ll listen to you to some extent.” Jewel lowered her eyelids as she spoke. She looked pitiful. “You know my situation. I don’t know how I’d live without Chris.”
It was funny how I didn’t see her react this way when she lost her husband. Now, she couldn’t live without Chris?
“I’m glad you know she loves me; that should be enough to know that she’ll never accept you.” Because she wanted nobody else but me to be her daughter–in–law, duh.
Jewel was at a loss for words.
“You should fight for the happiness you desire and not rely on others, Ms. Massey.” I rose to my feet after
that.
She murmured, “Will his family accept me if the baby isn’t in the picture?”
Hearing that, I furrowed my brows. Wasn’t I clear enough earlier?
I had no intention of continuing the discussion, so I left
When Lisa heard my recount on Jewel’s request, she shook her head and laughed. “She’s so shameless.
I pouted, “Dating Chris might be possible, but marrying into the Gildon family definitely isn’t.”
I knew Zack and Bree well. The former cared a lot about his reputation, so Chris could settle with an ordinary girl as long as she had a clean record. The latter, on the other hand, would undoubtedly forbid her son to be a stepdad.
“She ran out of ideas, so she went to you. You didn’t promise her anything, did you?” asked Lisa.
I clinked with her wine glass. “Do you think I’m dumb?”
Lisa chuckled and shook her head. “Chris has always seemed fine to me. I wonder what happened to him lately.”
“I know it’s none of my business anymore. Enough of him. He’s a killjoy I downed the wine glass.
The red liquid–rich and sweet, yet slightly bitter–slowly seeped into my system… Although my alcohol tolerance was good, a few glasses of red wine were enough to get me tipsy,
At last, Lisa helped me out of the restaurant. She wanted to send me back to her place, to which i rejected. “I wanna go back to my place,” I mumbled.
Lisa glanced at me. “What are you up to? Planning to knock on Brandon’s door?” Material © NôvelDrama.Org.
I nodded with a smile. “Yeah. But I’m not sure if he’s there tonight.”
When Lisa sent me home, I saw that Brandon’s door was shut. Thus, I went over and slammed my hands
on it. “Open up, Brandon. Don’t try to hide from me. I know you’re in there.”
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“I don’t think he’s back,” Lisa remarked after we received no response.
“He is. He’s just avoiding me. All I did was kiss him without asking! I can’t believe he’s actually bothered by it,” I complained to her.
Lisa’s eyes brightened at the revelation. “You guys kissed? And you initiated it? Maddie, did you do it with him?”
“I didn’t. It was just a kiss. If we’d really gone that far and he acted this way, I would’ve been furious.” I shook my head as I stated, “I can’t deal with this man. He’s way too serious.”
She was shocked. “Maddie, are you actually into Brandon?”
“I am.” I burped. As though the alcohol had boosted my courage, I rambled, “You know, Liz? I really wanna strip his shirt and look at his chest muscles, then touch his abs and…”
Before I could finish, the door was suddenly yanked open. Brandon looked squarely at me as he dried his
wet hair.