“I have been looking everywhere for you. Turns out, you’re here.”
A proud voice suddenly interrupted Ben’s train of thoughts.
Zachary turned over and saw that it was Sharon.
She had an elegant outfit on and was wearing exquisite make-up as she strode over.
Cynthia frowned the second she saw Sharon there. The former got up and signed, ”Sharon, what are you doing here?”
“This is a public place. Am I not allowed to be here?”
Sharon was extremely rude to Cynthia, and every word carried a hint of arrogance.
Compared to Sharon, Cynthia seemed especially sweet and gentle. She frowned but didn’t dare to do anything else. In fact, she was staring at her surroundings and seemed worried about embarrassing herself in public.
“What are you doing here?” demanded Zachary with a frown. The distaste in his eyes was obvious.
“Zachary, I have been texting you a lot lately, but you never replied. You didn’t pick up my call either,” said Sharon, whose attitude changed immediately when she turned to Zachary. She seemed weak and pitiful when she said, “All I want is to see you. Is that really so bad?”
Zachary had it with her pretentious stance. He looked away angrily and seemed like he didn’t want to entertain her at all.
“Sharon, stop making a scene,” signed Cynthia. She reached over to try to get Sharon away.
Sharon swung Cynthia’s arm away rudely and howled in an extremely discerning tone, “What are you doing? If you can invite Zachary out for a meal, then why can’t I? Do you honestly think that you are beautiful? He’s only meeting you right now because he pities you!”
“Everyone’s watching. How are you not embarrassed? Let’s leave together. Don’t bother Zachary anymore,” signed Cynthia nervously.
“F*ck off,” growled Sharon impatiently before she pushed Cynthia away.
Cynthia stumbled backward and knocked onto the table before she fell to the floor.
The decanter fell and smashed onto her head…
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