The Secretly Rich Man novel Chapter 646

Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 646
While Giya was looking at Mila, jealousy reflected in her eyes, very strong emotions were also overflowing in Mila’s heart.

“You… You’ve let me down! You disappoint me greatly Gerald! I don’t ever want to see you again!” shouted Mila as she shoved Gerald harshly before turning around.

Mila then ran away while covering her mouth as Wanda scowled, “You disgusting sc*mbag! So what if you’re rich?!”

Even she couldn’t help but scold Gerald in Mila’s place.

After all, they were all girls. They would definitely resent sc*mbags like him!

Gerald himself had gone pale from anxiety. He simply couldn’t imagine why Mila had suddenly made her appearance there and then. However, that could wait.

Gerald immediately began chasing after her.

Giya was also facing an onslaught of complicated emotions. Since she couldn’t process all of it at once, she simply redirected all her feelings into anger.

With Gerald now gone, she simply turned around and re-entered the hotel.

It was sometime later when Mila and her friends were all huddled together in Mila’s bedroom.

Seeing Gerald standing outside, Molly drew the curtains back slightly before saying, “Mila, please don’t cry anymore… That man still has some kind of conscience. He rushed all the way here and he’s now standing outside your house!”

“Just tell him to leave already! I don’t ever want to see his face again!” wailed Mila as she hugged both of her knees while crying in bed.

Her friends could only look at each other. While all of them were angry, they were simultaneously thinking of how pitiful Mila was.

Mila had, after all, been thinking about Gerald this entire time. She had even wanted to meet him first above all else upon returning to Mayberry! In the end, however, she had to witness such a terrible scene with her very own eyes.

“Humph! I’ll go downstairs and demand a clear explanation from him!” said Molly, her voice slightly anxious as she descended the stairs.

“Are you that sc*mbag, Gerald?” asked Molly coldly, her hands on her waist.

“I am. Is Mila alright? Everything you saw was just a misunderstanding!” said Gerald, getting straight to the point.

“Misunderstanding? All of us saw it clearly! That woman was intimately locking arms with you in the hotel earlier. How could any of that be a misunderstanding? Are you going to tell me now that your entire engagement with her is a fake?”