When I Was A Wallflower

Chapter 361 I Have a Six-Pack

Then, she saw a waiter passing by the stage.

He appeared young, his fair skin making him appear clean and fresh. He had a slim body as well, which was exactly the type of young hunk that was popular at the time.

Julia couldn't take her gaze away from him. "Look at his sweet face, slim waist, and long legs! How I wish I could touch him."

Amelie was completely stumped for words when she heard that.

"It's a shame I don't have a future with this young hunk," Julia lamented. "I'm about to become a married woman, and then an old woman. My, my…"

Julia's crazy words didn't bother Amelie, who turned her head back after staring at the waiter briefly.

When she turned around, she saw a tall man standing by the door.

Amelie had no idea how Samuel knew they were here, but she was certain he was staring at Julia right now.

Julia was seated with her back to the door. As a result, she was unaware that Samuel was present and continued to be awestruck by the waiter's good looks.

"Do you think I should go and feel him up a little?" she asked, grabbing Amelie's arm.

Amelie was rendered speechless once more. Previously, she only thought Julia had nothing better to do, hence the joking words. However, even Amelie was worried for her right now.

Amelie was well aware of Samuel's personality.

To outsiders, Samuel was a generous, classy, and mature man. However, to Julia, he wasn't a gracious man at all.

She had sought her doom by praising another man in front of him.

Amelie couldn't help but kick her, reminding her that she needed to keep her mouth shut right now.

However, Julia did not sense the impending danger at all. Instead, she became more animated in her discussion about the waiter, saying, "Look at his face! His skin is flawless, and it must be a pleasure to touch! If he has a six-pack, then coming here today is completely worth it!"

Samuel had already entered the room as she spoke. The moment Julia finished speaking, Samuel wrapped his arm around her waist, drew her into his embrace, and asked, "Whom do you want to touch?"

at Amelie from within Samuel's arms, and it seemed as though she was asking the woman why she hadn't

her gaze seemed to say,

left

his arms wrapped around Julia, looked out the window and saw the waiter as well. He then narrowed his eyes and

attempted to pull

he quickly carried

Julia obediently in Samuel's arms, looking at her

fair skin making him appear clean and fresh. He had a slim body

was true that

person of wild character. However, whenever she was with Samuel, she could only be obedient to

the outset.

leaving. As she passed through the dark hallway, a dark figure carrying a tray

when they noticed each other, it

almost stuck to the wall. When she realized she had nowhere else to go, she quickly grabbed the arm of the person in front of her and pushed him out a little in the blink of

dashed from the side, colliding with

heard the tray fall to the ground, followed by the

out on Amelie's forehead. The next instant, someone turned on the lights, and the

have the chance to clean up the broken glass pieces yet because he was too busy apologizing to the person who had crashed into him earlier.

The person flicked his shirt in frustration. His rage was

fault. I was the one who pushed him." Amelie shouldered the responsibility, for she knew the waiter wasn't

as if about to grab Amelie's collar. His hand stopped mid-air before coming to a halt. "Well, well. Isn't

looked at him, and she saw

have you committed in the last few years for you to hide, Miss Dillon? Why haven't I seen

her spine tingle

satisfied with her in the past. Now, after offending him, he

second, Ashton raised a corner of his wine-soaked clothes and said, "Look. You've ruined my clothes, as well as my good mood. How do you plan on

"What do you want?"

over what to do for a few moments, Amelie quickly composed herself

difficult for you as well. Finish two glasses of wine

he walked into a private

the other hand, remained motionless as she looked at Ashton's figure from behind, which seemed to exude an evil aura. She was well aware that Ashton was a calculative and merciless man. Hence, he wouldn't let her go just because she drank two glasses