Scarlett withdrew her eyes and saw Raymond looking at her. She was a bit awkward, lowering her head, "How many people are waiting in front of us?"
Raymond looked at his phone. "Three. Do you want to wait?"
"Yes"
It was noon, and it was hot outside. She didn't want to go out.
Luckily, they didn't wait for too long. After eating lunch, Scarlett and Raymond went back to the villa. She changed into a tracksuit before they drove to the boxing gym.
Scarlett hadn't been there for more than half a month.
Today the gym was particularly crowded. After entering the gym, they found that it was having a friendly match with other gyms.
Scarlett glanced at the ring. A boxer saw her looking over and was showing his biceps.
Raymond noticed it. His face darkened. He took Scarlett’s hand. "Don't look at him."
Scarlett turned her gaze to him, smiling slightly. "I’m not looking at him."
She didn't know that the man would show off his muscles.
Raymond didn't say anything, taking her inside.
The boxer in the ring was a little disappointed to see Scarlett being taken away. He wondered why all the pretty women had boyfriends.
As if afraid that she would look up at those boxers again, Raymond walked fast.
Scarlett almost trotted to keep up with his pace.
As they reached the boxing room, Raymond let go of her and pushed open the door.
Scarlett had just taken off her shoes when she turned around and found that Raymond had rolled up his T-shirt.
She raised her eyebrows slightly and stood by the chair watching him walk over.
"I'm beefy too."
Hearing this, Scarlett blushed.
Why hadn't she found Raymond so jealous before?
Scarlett curved her lips. "Raymond, are you jealous?"
"What?"
"Aren't you?”
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