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.”

only wanted to show off my Christmas gift. Have I offended either of you?” Wyatt protested, clearly annoyed at Rayna’s and Jessica’s relentless wisecracking.

in that manner! They aren’t wrong.

leaf, Babe. Why aren’t you standing up for

merely rolled her eyes at him. “I do what I like. Do you have a problem with

“No. I wouldn’t dare.”

that case, shut up and drink your

without a choice, Wyatt grabbed his glass of juice and drank it in silence while

people gathered in the club, to the point where nearly all the

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

self. He started whining about the lack of entertainment at their booth. In the end, he asked the waiter for a deck of cards and suggested playing poker, with the loser having to down a glass

him, he sat beside Rayna and sipped at his wine, guiding her from

of

much!” Wyatt grumbled. “Having a counsel to help you along is as good as cheating. Jessie and I may take turns playing, but I’m the one who has to drink when we lose! I’ve drunk almost nine glasses of juice! Do you know how awful that feels? Theodore, Curtis, where are your

that, Gabriel quickly leaned 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 play for me, I’d

that, Gabriel silently retreated

sincerely wish Mr. Lopez’s fiancée dumps him! When that

you, you’d be puking your guts out in just a few rounds. Are you

Wyatt had befriended Curtis and Theodore, so he

with him instead, there was no doubt he’d suffer an

Wyatt glanced at the stage and had a lightbulb moment. “All right, enough of poker. I’ve gotten sick of drinking juice. Let’s play something else!” he

immediately saw through him. “Changing games already? Are

expert poker player! Losing isn’t a big deal to me!” Wyatt scoffed haughtily. “Tell you what. We can carry on

“Oh, please. If we did that, you’d use your gunshot wound as an excuse to get

his confidence renewed, Wyatt arched his brows. “Well, well, well. This time around, you guys won’t be able