Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 733

Chapter 733 Nico Foots The Bill In Tears

Charles, who was learning to walk in heels as quickly as he could, nearly fell.

Scowling, he cast Nico a stern look.

“What?” The latter was perplexed.

Even the salesgirl at the counter was watching him.

He takes his girlfriend out shopping yet asks her to pay for it herself!

Instinctively, the salesgirl took a closer look at Nico. Having initially found him handsome, she was beginning to think he was a scoundrel.

Meanwhile, sensing the salesgirl's gaze on him, Nico gave an awkward smile.

As he couldn't come clean about Charles being a man lest they were both branded as perverts, he could only explain, “She holds all my money. I don't have a penny on me.”

In an instant, the salesgirl's eyes shone, and she complimented, “What a good man you are, sir. Miss, you're really lucky to be with a man who makes good money and lets you spend it.”

Nico felt like he was on cloud nine.

To Summer, he was indeed a good husband.

He then looked at Charles once more, shooting the latter a signal to quickly get over here and pay up.

Charles gazed stonily back at him.

He thought this money should be his reimbursement for dressing as a woman to be the contact for Nico's mission.

Nico's actually making me take the fall for it! Is he planning to use the receipt to claim reimbursement after going back to the Federal Bureau of Investigation? What a calculative fellow.

Though Charles was not short on money, he was not going to foot the bill generously every time.

Giving a light cough, he adjusted his voice and complained in that sweet, high-pitched tone again, “What are you talking about? I have nothing left. I gave you my entire paycheck when I got paid, didn't I? You said your wife wanted to buy a diamond necklace, and I paid for that.”

All of the salesgirls in the vicinity immediately looked scandalized.

He... has a wife? So, their relationship is adulterous?

The salesgirl who had a favorable impression of Nico earlier grimaced at once.

Sc*mbag! He's a cheating sc*mbag!

All of a sudden, the group of salesgirls started looking at Charles differently, too.

How low can you go to date somebody, knowing full well that he has a wife? This sc*mbag couple is truly a match made in heaven. What a pity that two people as good-looking as they are turned out rotten to the core.

In the few short minutes after Charles spoke, the salesgirls already painted a vivid mental image of a dramatic story.

Nico was rendered speechless.

The atmosphere turned tense, becoming so uncomfortable that it sent shivers down his spine. At that moment, he wished the ground would open up and swallow him whole.

He shot Charles a venomous glare. “What nonsense are you talking about?” he hissed, gritting his teeth.

Charles raised an eyebrow, unperturbed. His blue eyes twinkled wickedly.

Does he think he can trick me every single day, and I won't return the favor? In his dreams!

Covering his face in feigned embarrassment, he squeaked, “Quickly pay up! You're the one who said your wife is going back to her parents' place today, which is why you took me out for a shopping spree on your treat. Why am I the one footing the bill now? Hurry up! You're seriously embarrassing me!”

Nico looked as if he was trudging toward his execution.

D*mn it! Why is Charles' girly voice so meek and compelling?

As his skills of disguise were not as adept as Charles', Nico could only be forced to suck it up. Producing his wallet with the utmost reluctance, he handed the salesgirl his card.

“Remember to issue a receipt. Price it at one hundred thousand.”

“We can't do that, sir. We can only issue according to your expenditure, which we will give you a physical copy right away. Should you require it, an electronic copy can be sent to you via email after the transaction as well.”

What impeccable service.

He was lost for words.

Now that his hopes of having Cedrick foot the bill were dashed, Nico could only watch sullenly as he was charged a grand total of eighty-eight thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight and ninety cents. His brows were so furrowed that it looked as if he was in actual agony.