“You’re going too far! “ Sharon said angrily.
“I’m telling the truth. How is that excessive? Don’t listen if you don’t like it!” Baxter said in annoyance.
He stretched out his long arms, took a plate of cod from the table, gave it to Sharon, and then instructed her intimately, “Eat some fish. Fish is good for the brain. Consider this cod to be my treat. You’re welcome! “
After getting his meal, Baxter left with a flourish.
Sharon looked at the cod in her plate and laughed at herself. She wished that she could just throw the plate down.
Because Baxter and Sandra had argued, several people in the restaurant recognized Clara, and started excitedly talking about her. However, Clara ignored their gazes.
Clara said, “I have to go to the hospital to donate blood so I can’t eat lobster tonight. However, I can still treat you to it.”
She had enjoyed watching Baxter teach Sharon a lesson.
“Donating blood?”
“Yeah” Clara thought of Baxter following her to protect her and didn’t hide it from him. “My blood type is special. Dr. Deleon happens to have a friend with a special blood type. Surgery requires blood and he wants to draw a few bags of my blood as backup.”
“George is famous in medical circles. What kind of blood type does he need, that he insisted on drawing from you?” Baxter was puzzled, “Doesn’t your tyrannical husband worry about you?”
Clara Rowan was speechless. “Don’t act like a drama queen. Can’t you talk properly? “
“If I had a wife, I wouldn’t allow a single needle to stab her body, let alone let her donate blood...”
“Ah, Ethan still doesn’t treasure anyone.” Baxter criticized him.
“...”
Clara couldn’t stand him jabbering on anymore. She saw that she had finished her coffee and took her cup to the drinks area.
Sharon happened to be in the drinks area as well, and because of what had happened just now, she hated Clara. Seeing her making coffee, she quietly poured a cup of hot water.
Once Clara had finished pouring coffee, Sandra took her cup of water and walked over to her.
After looking at the surveillance camera and making sure that she was in a surveillance blind spot, she quickly approached Clara, and pretending as if she slipped, threw the cup of hot water at Clara.
However, Clara seemed to see through Sharon’s movements in advance, and moved aside when Sharon threw the water at her.
Behind Clara, two people had just walked over, and the cup of boiling water doused the shorter man in the suit.
Although the man was wearing a suit, he still grimaced from being scalded by the boiling hot water.
Sharon did not expect such an accident, and her face paled in fright. “I’m sorry, I slipped a little... “
“Can’t you walk slowly when the ground is slippery? “ The man lectured Sharon through the pain. “Fortunately, you spilled it on me. If you had spilled it on Mr. Preston, how would you be able to resolve matters?”
Sharon only just realized then that the person beside the man was Ethan Preston. He looked down coldly, and her legs weakened.
Clara had only heard footsteps behind her, but she hadn’t expected that it was Ethan.
Clara raised his lips and kindly reminded Sharon, “Ms. Dobson, next time you pour hot water, pay more attention while you walk”
Sharon was angry enough to vomit blood.
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