Honey We Are Not Getting Remarried: Get Away From Me!

After hanging up on Linda, Nicole came to the underground exit of the airport.

She had just hailed a cab when her cell phone rang again.

She assumed it was Linda again.

She answered without glancing at her phone. “Linda Benett, do you not understand English? Are you not done?”

She disliked people who rambled, even more so if it was Linda.

She would even have an impulse to hit Linda if Linda was before her.

But she didn’t know that it wasn’t Linda’s voice on her phone.

It was her good friend, Poppy Wilbank.

“Linda? It’s Lollipop. Isn’t Linda dead?”

Nicole’s gaze froze. “I called you the wrong name. Didn’t I tell you I was going to Moranta? What’s up?”

Nicole’s tightly furrowed brows only relaxed when she heard her best friend’s voice.

But she had been affected by Linda and wasn’t in a good mood.

“I listened to your chatter and realized you’ve been in a bad mood recently, so I got you a table at Stowaway Bar. Enjoy yourself tonight.”

good

know me best. I’ll

and

booking a table for her at

was her best friend and understood

to places like these in a bad mood

time came, Nicole arrived at

was in the city center of Moranta. It

her, a booth on the deck. She could

and beverages were

she never imagined that three different male

lady. This is the special

three male models were tall

a few open buttons,

they weren’t

“I want a refund. I don’t need such a

purchased in advance at our bar

spoke fluently in a foreign language, which

you forcefully promoting

of Linda, and

Stowaway Bar has always had such rules. They can leave if you don’t

a calm voice