Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 111 The Birthday Of Uncle Curtis

“I knew it! I can recognize his tan skin anywhere!” Kristie ranted. “D*mn it. That despicable vixen is not only two timing but also seducing a man younger than her!”

Kristie couldn’t be more upset. That stupid Gray Wolf must be blind. Does he even know what a slut his girlfriend is? And yet, he thinks that she’s pretty? Bullsh*t! She’s nothing compared to me!

The longer Kristie stared at their similarly colored clothes, the more unsettled she became.

Coincidentally, a man with a chequered jacket tied to his waist walked past her. Grabbing onto him, Kristie pulled off his jacket and stuffed some money into his hands.

“I’m buying this!”

The man was rendered speechless by her sudden action.

Thereafter, Kristie hid behind a pillar to bide her time. It wasn’t until Rayna left for the ladies that she strutted gloriously up to James.

James, who was in the midst of listening to the sales pitch, was shocked to see the salesperson being shoved aside.

Arms on hips, Kristie glared at him. “D*mn you, Gray Wolf. Why aren’t you answering my calls?”

“I’ve already quit and am no longer your bodyguard, so why should I take your calls?” Annoyed by the interruption, James nudged her aside to allow the salesperson to continue.

What luck! How did I end up running into her in a place like this?

Naturally, the salesperson didn’t dare proceed as she cordially greeted Kristie, “Ms. Winton.”

Ignoring the greeting, Kristie desperately clung to James. “Why did you quit? Did I allow it? If Mr. Tylinski didn’t pay you enough, I could make up for it!”

James suppressed the anger within him. “This isn’t about money. I quit because I had something else to do.”

“I don’t care. You’re not allowed to quit!” Stomping her feet, Kristie scoffed, “Ever since you left, there’s no one to cook for me. I feel moody all the time and can’t even focus during filming.”

“In that case, why don’t you just starve yourself to death?”

“It would be a shame for someone as pretty as me to die like that. I endeavor to live my life to its fullest potential!”

tugged her head between her shoulders, was

into an argument with her. Therefore, the salesperson was shocked by the verbal

the salesperson prepared to leave discreetly. However, she had barely moved her feet when Kristie’s

at the scale model, the salesperson meekly answered, “One

much does it

eight hundred

it to the salesperson. With a slight raise of

upon him what was going on, James grabbed her hand. “What are

the unit, don’t you? I’m buying it

can pay for it myself. I don’t need you to do this!” The sullen look on his

Kristie used her other hand to pass her card to the salesperson as she barked, “What are you still standing

receiving the card, the

her tongue at James. “Now that you owe me nine million eight hundred and

was stumped for words, for this was the first time in his life he encountered such

the sight of his short-sleeve shirt, Kristie shoved the jacket in his direction. “That shirt is ugly.

should I? It

holding. No sooner had she stuffed some cash over than

F*ck!

no choice but

Kristie stuffed her bag into his arms. “Let’s go. I

I’m waiting

person she wanted to see was Rayna. Grabbing James by his sleeve, she began to tug him along. “Just

Kristie, James resigned himself to

the building, Rayna emerged from the ladies to feel her phone vibrate. Upon checking it, she saw James’ message informing her that something

and instructed, “I’ll take the unit you showed us just now. Here,

The salesperson was dumbfounded.

on was bought by Ms. Winton and presented to her boyfriend? There’s

the salesperson’s face, she asked,

“Yes…”

buying it. Nevertheless, she knew she would put