Vincent himself was blocked by his own words and couldn't speak . He didn't know what to say to make himself feel better. After a long pause, he suddenly said to me cautiously. "I like you, Jasmine, I really like you!"
I opened my eyes wide, thinking that I heard it wrong, so I kept silent. Vincent probably thought that there would be a surprise after he said these words. But after waiting for a long time, I just stared at him like a fool and didn't say a word.
The atmosphere in the car suddenly became dull. Seeing that I kept silent, Vincent shouted at me again. "I'm talking to you. Are you stupid or deaf?"
"I am not stupid, and I am not deaf!" I awkwardly twitched the corner of my mouth and looked speechless. "In this case, how many women have you told ?"
"Fuck, I didn't tell anyone about this, okay?" He was so angry that he lost his temper again. The glass of the car almost exploded.
"Oh!" I really didn't know how to talk to Vincent for a while. After a long silence, I uttered a "oh" and was about to open the door to the hotel.
However, just as I reached out my hand and touched the car door, Vincent suddenly reached out and held my hand down. He stubbornly asked me. "I told you I like you, didn't you understand?"
"I got it. What do you want?" I sighed helplessly and withdrew my hand.
"When do you plan to divorce Christopher?" Vincent looked at me coldly without changing his movements.
"I..." My eyes flashed. For a moment, I didn't know what to say to him. In fact, I hadn't thought about whether I should divorce Christopher. There were many things that couldn't be solved with a single word.
"What did you say?" Vincent turned around and placed his hand on my left hand. He gently held it in his palm and said firmly. "I didn't touch you today. Actually, I'm not here to sleep with you. I just want to know the result. When are you and Christopher going to showdown.
I pulled out my hand lightly, but didn't pull it out from the center of his palm. This time, I guessed that he was serious, wasn't he?
"Even if I do, what can I do? Do you think Christopher will happily divorce me? He's counting on me to earn money for him right now. If I leave, where will he go to get money?"
"Don't worry about that. If he doesn't agree, I have many ways to get him to agree!" When Vincent said this, a scary evil spirit flashed in his eyes.
Frightened by the cruelty in his eyes, I couldn't help but blurt out. "Don't touch him!"
Perhaps it was because I was cheap, but Christopher and I had been in love for four years after all. Even though he had done such a thing that had wronged me, I still couldn't let him go. I even imagined that he was doing this, perhaps because he had some unspeakable secret.
But in fact, we all know that no matter how difficult it was. No matter what he had to do, it should not be the reason to betray his wife!
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