Raymond looked at her and said gently, "Being rude in front of the person I like will make me look real."
Scarlett was speechless, so she didn't say anything.
Raymond refused to leave. Scarlett had no choice.
Ignoring him, she took out her phone and lowered her head to order takeout.
"Are you going to order takeout?"
He suddenly sat beside her. Scarlett frowned," Raymond."
"Takeout is not healthy. I'll have Frank send dinner over. Don't order takeout."
He didn't seem to feel her anger. He took her phone away and put it on the table, "Scarlett, let's have a talk, okay?"
He suddenly said seriously, looking straight at her with his dark eyes.
Scarlett froze. After coming back to her senses, she sneered, "Raymond, do you think we need to talk?"
"Yes."
Scarlett said, "Oh, you're wrong." "Scarlett."
He suddenly called her in a low voice with a sense of helplessness.
At this moment, Scarlett felt a little bit heartbroken.
But she came back to her senses quickly, "I admit that I still have feelings for you now. But people shouldn't make the same mistake twice, Raymond."
She admitted that she had gambled on him and lost.
But now she really didn't have the courage to gamble again.
"I know what you're afraid of, Scarlett."
His dark eyes were like a whirlpool, where Scarlett would be sucked if she didn't pay attention.
Scarlett looked away slightly, "What do we need to talk about?"
While she was saying, the doorbell rang.
Raymond stood up directly, "I'm going downstairs."
Saying that, he glanced at her, turned around, and went downstairs.
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