Joey was stunned. She had raised her hopes a moment ago while calling Allen, but Yolanda’s voice has just hit her really hard, “How could it be you? Where is Allen? How did you get his phone?”
Yolanda sneered, “Why couldn’t it be me? I’m telling you, his phone is here because he’s here too. You should know better than to bother us again if you’re a smart girl.”
She quickly hung up the phone.
Joey was left blank-minded and petrified with the phone in her hands.
After God knows how long, she suddenly got a text message.
She looked down at her phone dully and it was just a photo, a photo of Yolanda and Allen hugging each other with no clothes on above their waists. Allen’s eyes were closed and he seemed to be asleep. Yolanda’s eyes were wide open and she was looking at Joey through the screen with a mocking smile on her face.
“Ah!” Joey let out a cry and slammed her phone against the wall.
Why? Why did it happen?
Why? Why are you doing this to me?
Joey was shaking and struggling helplessly, trying to get to her feet. She must get out of here. But physically and mentally battered as she was, she lost her strength. Her knees felt weak and she fainted on the floor.
Allen’s betrayal was a thousand times worse than the loss of her baby…
In the five-star luxurious hotel DoubleTree, when the morning sun shone down onto the bed through those beautiful curtains, Allen woke up and opened his heavy eyelids to find himself in a strange luxurious room. The memory of last night gradually came back to him.
Last night, he had gone to the Elsner Club to have a drink with Chance, but he had found Yolanda instead. Then he drank a glass of wine Yolanda handed him, and the next second, he passed out…Now he woke up and found himself in this room. But he couldn’t remember anything that had happened after he lost consciousness.
He lifted the quilt and found himself in underpants. He didn’t dare to recall what had happened the night before. All he could think of now was Joey’s face. He hadn’t gone home all night, what would she think of it?
He couldn’t afford to stay for another second. He jumped out of bed, picked up his clothes on the floor and threw them on.
She looked at Allen with teary eyes. He obviously had no affection for her, which was really hurtful.
He smiled coldly, “I hate schemes. Don’t sugarcoat your selfishness with love. You’ve changed. You’re no longer the girl I used to know. I won’t change my mind even if something had happened last night, because Joey’s the only woman I love. I only hate you now.”
He released his right hand and looked away. He grabbed his coat and left the room without the slightest hesitation.
If something had happened to Joey because he hadn’t returned home last night, he would never forgive Yolanda, his first girlfriend that he had really loved long ago.
“Allen…” Yolanda shouted at him as he was leaving. He didn’t look back.
“Allen Charles, I didn’t know you were such a cold-hearted man.”
She knew that she would never get him back. She was never a weak and defeatable girl. She slowly sat up and looked at the door. Suddenly, she began to laugh hysterically, “Do you think she’ll still get engaged to you if you hurry back to her now? In your dreams! No one else could get what I can’t get…ha-ha…”
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