Carlos walked back and forth in the room, feeling extremely unhappy. What he valued most was face, but tonight, the woman made him lose face.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He looked at the wristwatch. It was half past ten, but she hadn't come back. She really didn't take the Noel-Baker family seriously. Carlos angrily took out his mobile phone and prepared to call her. But he was annoyed to find that he didn't have her number.
Throwing the phone on the bed, he cursed in a low voice, and walked straight to the door. When he opened the door and was about to step out, he suddenly saw the woman standing at the door.
Well. He was shocked first, then he sneered, "Why are you back? Didn't you stay at the man's house for the night? "
Alicia took a deep breath and said calmly, "The relationship between him and me is not what you think."
"Not what I think?" Carlos sneered and grabbed her wrist, pulled her in with a little effort, and slammed the door, "Then explain to me what kind of relationship it is. You left with him in front of me."
"I can explain, but before explaining, I must correct one thing. I didn't follow him, I was taken away by him."
"So?"
"So I want to say that I didn't mean to embarrass you, and I was helpless."
"Didn't you say that the man has nothing to do with you? Since it doesn't matter, why did he take you away? "
Alicia lowered her head in embarrassment and whispered, "He likes me."
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