“Breanna was right all along! Everyone was right! You are just a limatic!” Jovani shouted, pointing at her.
Then he muttered to himsell, “It’s my fault! it’s all my fault! Why did I treat you so well, why didn’t I see through your true colors earlier! Why didn’t I believe the warning Breanna gave me?!”
“No!” Beatrice argued, crying.
“We’re leaving!” greeted the passing guests.
We waved and smiled, but when we turned around, we realized that the Abbott siblings had seen the two of us.
Beatrice suddenly rushed up and said, “It’s all because of you, you wicked woman! If it weren’t for you, how could I have spent three years in prison and become a shell of my former self?”
Baron took a step forward and stood in front of me, but then I heard a loud “crack” sound.
Beatrice was slapped to the ground by Jovani, looking at him in disbelief. “Brother, did you hit me? You actually hit me because of Breanna?!”
“Yes!” Jovani shouted, “It was because of her that she hit you! What right do you have to compare yourself to her? Look at yourself, you are not even worth her little finger!”
“Why won’t you let me hold her, kiss her? I’m telling you, she is the only woman I have ever loved in my life! In the past, and in the future too! If you dare to bother her again, I won’t be polite to you anymore!
“Ahhhh!” Beatrice felt down on the ground, screaming in pain as if it had penetrated deep into her bones.
Jovani approached me, with a look in his eyes that I had never seen before, Breanna, what happened back then was all my fault. I sincerely apologize to you!
He bent down and bowed to me as he spoke.
I looked at him, just gave a faint smile, with no ripples in my eyes, and immediately his eyes were filled with pain.
He chuckled self–deprecatingly and said to Baron, “I’m sorry for interrupting you all, I just wanted to take a distant look..”
He said this, and suddenly his throat choked up, “I will not bother you anymore in the future, please, take good care of her!” Baron held my hand and said, “This was natural, you didn’t need to worry.”
Jovani self–mockingly nodded and finally gave me a deep look, then turned around and pulled Beatrice from the ground, stuffed her into the car, gradually drove away.
“What you doing?” Baron jealously nudged ine, “Are you moved by his deep affection and yet unwilling to let go?”
I chuckled, “Late affection is cheaper than grass. I was just thinking about what color of bedsheet to change on the bed tomorrow.”
Baron was taken aback, then smirked, “Then let’s hurry home and dirty up the red three–piece set!”
“pretended to be angry, hate it”
“The worst is yet to come!”
Baron picked me up and stuffed in into the car that had been waiting by his side for a long time. The years were long, but it should have been interesting to be with such a “annoying” person.
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