Another pain struck his wrist, and he then let out a cry before moving carefully again.
This was the first time he had ever encountered a woman who was so difficult to chase.
It took a long time for the pain in his wrist to subside.
He opened WeChat and sent a message to Paige, "I won't give up, I really mean it this time."
However, as soon as the message was sent, he was dumbfounded.
After his message, a blinding red exclamation mark appeared!
The bottom prompted him that his message had been refused.
This meant that he had been blackballed by her.
Abel let out a long breath helplessly and grumbled to himself, "How cruel."
...
On the road with endless traffic, Paige's white Lamborghini weaved freely.
She drove with one hand while her other hand rested lazily against her chin, her elbow on the window frame.
The window was fully down and the rose-scented wind blew in, causing her hair to move slightly.
Tonight, she was in a bad mood.
Full of anticipation, she went to meet her game husband, only to find that he was actually Abel, the playboy.
The Alexander in her fantasy had always been a gentle, clean, modest gentleman.
Her first online relationship, which she thought would have a perfect ending, unexpectedly ended with such a result.
She liked the feeling Abel presented to her in the game, gentle, responsible and devoted.
What she liked about him was just the way he presented himself in the game.
She disliked him in person because he was not the type of man she could handle.
She's not interested in messing with someone like that.
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In the fancy clubhouse - Ink.
In the luxurious Victorian style private room, Jocelyn was sitting around a huge round table with Noah and Regan, eating food.
During this time, Noah had been busy serving dishes to her and Regan.
Jocelyn kept telling jokes to make Regan happy, which made Regan laugh continuously.
The scene was warm and harmonious.
When Gloria passed by the door of the private room, she just happened to see the scene through the door.
Jocelyn's happiness, and smile, made her feel harsh and jealous.
She gave Jocelyn a vicious glare before she quickened her pace and walked into the next private room.
In the next private room, Joseph was sitting on the rosewood sofa by the window with a cold face.
Seeing Gloria enter, he then asked with contempt, "What did you call me out for?"
"Couldn't I have called you out if there was nothing wrong? We're a couple, shouldn't we date?" Gloria stepped forward and sat on Joseph's lap, her arms tightly hooked around Joseph's neck.
Her touch made Joseph feel sick.
He frowned coldly and tried to push her away.
However, she kept hooking his neck, "Joseph, I hope you can be nice to me, even if it's an act, it doesn't matter. Don't forget I know what you have done."
The movement of Joseph's hand suddenly stopped, his face became darker and darker, "Gloria, you are so shameless."
His words made Gloria hurt.
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