Irene stared at her phone blankly on the bed. It was Aaron's number. However, if she was in a daze, it was not. Because every time the screen of her cell phone dimmed, she could quickly light it up and continue to stare at the screen in a daze.
Helen wiped her hair and walked out of the bathroom. She looked at Irene on the bed helplessly. If she remembered correctly, Irene had maintained this posture for at least two hours since she came back.
"Can't you be brave? Show your attitude of going against the guidance counselor! Just press your finger and call him!" Helen patted Irene's buttock and said angrily.
Irene puckered her lips in grievance, rested her chin on the back of her hand and mumbled, "That can't be the same It's his fault. Why should I call him?! I will wait for him to apologize to me!"
Helen rolled her eyes at her. Seeing the arrogant look on Irene's face, she wanted to be naughty. She pushed Irene and said, "Do you do anything wrong? Your mother is evidence. It's your fault that Aaron can't go back and goes to Jackson's house. Is it your fault to hide Aaron's identity from your mother and make him dare not to face your mother? !"
Upon hearing this, Irene sat up at once, staring at Helen without saying anything.
Helen wasn't afraid of her at all. She imitated the accent of a northeast girl on her company and said, "What are you doing now? I'm not afraid of you at all! !"
Irene stared at Helen for a while and found that it didn't work. She lowered her shoulders, as if all her strength had been sucked out. She pouted and said, "Which side are you on?! Why don't you speak for me? My best friend should help me scold the bad man at this time..."
"You said Aaron was a bad man? !"
Irene said, "Well, can't you find the key point?" She just said casually and didn't think Aaron was not a bad man.
"Why didn't you go to find Aaron or go to the restaurant today?" Then Helen glanced at the phone next to her and said with her eyes wide open, "Damn it! Don't tell me that you have been staying at home all day long!"
Irene lay back on the bed and mumbled, "I'm just lying on the bed... Think about what's wrong with my life."
Hearing this, Helen leaned against Irene and said softly, "Let me tell you!"
"What?" Irene turned to look at Helen.
Helen pointed at Irene's head seriously, "Something is wrong here."
Irene was sad at first, but when she heard this, her sadness turned into anger in an instant. In a flash, she rode on Helen.
Helen smiled and scratched Irene's waist.
In an instant, the two girls twisted together on the bed.
Irene thought, 'Go to hell! I don't want to think about it anymore. Let nature take its course!'
Aaron watched for a while and didn't drive away until the lights were all out.
The next day, on Monday, Aaron arrived at the company early. Coincidentally, so did Earl.
The two of them took the elevator upstairs. Aaron looked at Earl's face in the mirror indifferently.
Feeling his gaze, Earl smiled back, "My good brother, why didn't you go home for dinner last night? You don't care what Jessica's parents will think."
Thinking of Ken's face last night, Earl still wanted to laugh. At the same time, the state of Owen was almost the same. A meal that should be happy was extremely depressing.
Aaron said, "It's none of your business. Why don't you marry Jessica?"
"No way. I'm waiting for you to commit the crime of remarriage!" said Earl gloatingly.
Aaron said, "You can wait until your next life." Then he stepped out of the elevator.
Aaron went back to his office and took out the coffee bag that the secretary gave him yesterday. He thought for a while and took out his phone.
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