There is a bedroom upstairs, but he has to do it in the living room and right in front of her! What kind of hobby is this? Can't he feel shameless?
Jasmine thinks that going home with Pehry is a mistake, a big mistake.
Her tone becomes even blunter. "If you don't let me sleep, then I'm going home."
"OK." Pehry points at the door and says, "Just go. But there are no cars on the mountain at this time."
Jasmine won't go out if she is still in her right mind, but she really can't stand it anymore. Everything that happened in front of her is too hard for her.
Thus, she turns around to get her coat, puts it on, and walks out.
Pehry doesn't expect Jasmine to do this at all. He narrows his eyes as he watches her walk quickly towards the door.
How fast?
He doesn't even have time to say a word to stop her before she leaves.
Seeing Jasmine leave, Zora is happy. Ever since she enters the door, she has been detesting Jasmine. When she is canoodling with Pehry, although he is cooperating, he is obviously absent-minded. Now that Jasmine is gone, Pehry won't be distracted.
Just as Zora is proud of herself for thinking about this, the man behind her suddenly pushes her away.
Zora is unprepared. Her entire body pounces forward, her arm touching the edge of the table and hitting the sticks. She can't help but gasp in pain.
She turns around and looks at Pehry in astonishment. She pouts her lips and says in a voice filled with grievance, "Dear, what are you doing?"
Although Zora has only met Pehry for a few times in the past half year, she still feels that Pehry is a gentleman.
At the very least, Pehry has never pushed her away like what he does today. Zora carefully observes his expression and behavior. She immediately understands.
Can it have something to do with that girl just now?
Impossible! She has never heard that Pehry has any other woman, not to mention that he has been famous for being a womanizer these years. She has never seen that a woman can really satisfy Pehry.
Pehry doesn't want to talk about this. He stands up to get his coat and says, "You go first."
Go?
Zora is even more shocked, "Why, why do you ask me to leave just when I come? I cancelled the dinner party tonight so that ..."
Hearing half of what she said, Pehry is already out of patience. He stands at the door and gives an expulsion order, "Are you leaving or nor?"
"..."
Zora can see his displeasure. No matter how much resentful she feels, she doesn't dare to say anything. She has to obediently tidy up her clothes and leaves Pehry a word, "Then remember to come to me when you're free. I'll wait for you."
Pehry answers perfunctorily, "OK."
Only then does Zora leave the room, twisting her waist. There seems to be a word on her back—coquettish.
Just as she walks out of the room, Pehry gets on the car that he has just driven back. He directly steps on the accelerator to the end. When he speeds up the car and turns into the main road, he is actually faster than Zora.
Zora watches as the taillights of the car gradually fade away. All the charm on her face disappears, only jealousy and anger leaving behind.
Men nowadays are just the same. No one can be trusted!
"Hello dear, where are you? My work this evening has already ended. I want to come to you." She takes out her cell phone and calls the man she has refused tonight.
...
Pehry drives the car all the way to the foot of the mountain. There is still another gate of the villa. She has just come out, so she probably hasn't left this area yet.
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