Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Chapter 113. It’s All My Fault

“Vincent, what do you want?” I was extremely impatient with Vincent at this moment. Suddenly, I became really

confused…why I had fallen for a reckless b*stard…

Compared to Aaron, Vincent…Well, I had to apologize to

Aaron, Vincent was incomparable.

Vincent questioned furiously, “This is Aaron’s room, right? Do you two sleep together already?”

He looked at me in extreme disappointment and anger, while I indifferently broke free from his grip, stepped back, and asked faintly, “Doesn’t Emily live with you, does she?”

As heard, Vincent didn’t dare to yell at me, but scowled at me in a low voice, “No, Olive…how could she live with me…it’s impossible…don’t misunderstand us. Emily she…she got a room by herself.”

I couldn’t help but sneer, “So you have never slept with her, and I’m the one who gets this thing wrong?”

could he say that? I couldn’t believe that he even didn’t

like he became annoyed by my icy stare, “Olive, how many times have I told you… Emily and I are just…friends. You know, it’s

I couldn’t take his b*llsh*t anymore, so I cut him short immediately, “Vincent, do you think I would believe that? If I tell you…although

we just lay on the same bed without doing anything, will

Vincent looked at me speechlessly. After a long time, he asked as if he was holding back, but he was angry indeed, “Olive, let me just ask you about one thing: Are you really going to stay in this

ask, then what about you? Are you sure you will not sleep

expect that he’d have the gut to ask me. How dare he! At first, I thought that Vincent would directly deny it, but he hesitated and kept stammering. After a long time, he didn’t say

done,

access card, but at this moment, his strong arms were tightly around me from behind, “Olive, are you jealous?

pushed him away fiercely. I didn’t understand what was he thinking about. Was I jealous of Emily? What’s the f*cking hell? G*d…I even wanted to throw up the meal last night. Bless me, please…I was really sick of

began to feel pity for that little b*tch, was she insane? Why did she fall in love with such a love

he didn’t lie to anyone, unlike Vincent, who was philandering and

changed, why don’t you believe me? What did he tell you? Don’t trust him. He’s a liar! Olive…okay…even if you

lair…how funny it was! I couldn’t believe that even the thief himself dared to call 911 now. But who cared? Anyway, I didn’t want to hear this nonsense anymore. So

whole body leaned against