His Precious Love

Chapter 310 Her Betrayal

Gabriel smiled, albeit rather forcefully. “That’s because I love my job, and I don’t want to be distracted by relationships.”

“Tsk, tsk. Who would believe that?” Wyatt said with a naughty smirk. “Anyway, we won’t judge you if you’re really gay. I can even introduce a couple of fine young men to you!”

That, of course, rendered Gabriel speechless.

“Shut up, Wyatt,” Curtis scolded as he replaced Wyatt’s glass of brandy with juice. “Everyone else can drink to their heart’s content, but you can only have juice tonight.”

“Huh? Where’s the fun in drinking juice? Alcohol is what gives you a buzz!” Wyatt grumbled before attempting to snatch his brandy back.

Curtis, however, instantly fired a warning shot in the form of a cold-eyed stare.

Perceptive as always, Jessica grabbed Wyatt’s hand and chimed in, “That’s right. You should stick to drinking juice! Have you forgotten that you’re still nursing a gunshot wound? You’re not allowed to drink or smoke for the next two months. Understood?”

“Okay, okay. I’ll do as you say, Babe,” Wyatt uttered obediently.

Alas, it wasn’t even a minute later when he pulled out his sunflower pendant and showed it off to everyone. “See this? It’s a Christmas gift from my darling fiancée. Theodore and Curtis, I doubt you guys got any gifts, huh?”

“Of course they did. I gave Curtis a scarf,” Rayna retorted. “Besides, a scarf is much more practical than your necklace. It keeps one warm.”

“My gift, on the other hand, might be rather niche compared to everyone else’s,” Jasmine said smilingly as she lifted Theodore’s hand, revealing the red string bracelet with a gemstone on the latter’s wrist. “I didn’t think an ordinary necklace or bracelet would fit his image, so I braided one for him as a good luck charm. It’s not worth much, but I’m happy as long as it can keep him safe.”

Just then, Theodore’s voice rang out. “To me, this gift is priceless.”

“Quite right. Besides, it’s not like you’d dare despise it,” Jasmine quipped, shooting a sidelong glance at Theodore before turning to Wyatt. “By the way, that’s a Van Cleef & Arpels necklace, isn’t it, Wyatt? You’d better take good care of such a valuable item.”

Upon hearing that, Rayna pursed her lips, a mischievous look in her eyes. “Ha! I can’t tell if he’d treasure the necklace, but given his character, there’s a good chance it might end up around the neck of some female celebrity.”

“That’s indeed possible.”

on! I only wanted to show off my Christmas gift. Have I offended either of you?” Wyatt protested, clearly annoyed at

Jessica smacked him on his head. “How dare you talk to Jasmine and Rayna in that manner! They

a new leaf, Babe. Why aren’t

rolled her eyes at him. “I do what I like. Do

“No. I wouldn’t dare.”

up and drink your

glass of juice and drank it in silence

on, more and more people gathered in the club, to

songs being played to celebrate Christmas Eve, and it wasn’t long before young men and women

to his usual self. He started whining about the lack of entertainment at their booth. In the end, he asked the waiter for a deck of

activity around him, he sat beside Rayna and sipped at his wine, guiding her from time to time so she could ace her

than ten rounds of poker, Wyatt found himself

Jessie and I may take turns playing, but I’m the one

in. “Mr. Lopez, I

“I’ve played with you before, and your card skills aren’t even comparable to my fiancée’s! If you were to

silently

sincerely wish Mr. Lopez’s fiancée dumps him! When that day comes, it’ll be

casually draped his arm across the back of the couch and chuckled. “If Theodore and I went up against you,

years since Wyatt had befriended Curtis and Theodore, so he knew better than anyone else how good they were at

him instead, there was no doubt he’d suffer

and had a lightbulb moment. “All right, enough of poker. I’ve gotten sick of drinking juice. Let’s play something else!” he suggested while fishing

games

know I’m an expert poker player! Losing isn’t a big deal to me!” Wyatt scoffed

help but laugh as she shook her head. “Oh, please. If we did that, you’d use your gunshot wound as an excuse to get out of your punishment. Fine. We’ll play whatever game

arched his brows. “Well, well, well.