Chapter 585: Chapter 585



“What are you doing here?”

His smile faded as soon as he spotted Fannie.

Recalling the odd questions from Katherine earlier, he realized why Fannie had shown up. Those who knew him well—like Lily, Joelle, and Katherine—had never seen him look so threatening.

Just as Fannie was about to burst into tears, Joelle stepped in.

“I invited Fannie.”

“No need for you to defend her,” Bobby retorted, glaring at Fannie.

“What’s your problem? We’re not even married, and you’re already meddling in my life?”

Shaking her head, Fannie whispered, “I only wanted…”

“What exactly?” Bobby interrupted harshly.

“Get out of here. Don’t show your face to me again. If you dare spread rumors around them, I won’t hold back.”

With tears streaming down her face, Fannie hurried away. In disbelief, Katherine exclaimed, “What’s wrong with you? Can’t you see she likes you? Why are you treating her this way?”

“Like hell she does.” Bobby sat on the sofa, crossing his legs.

“She’s only after a marriage of convenience, trying to use me for her own benefit! I wouldn’t even want her as a trophy wife.”

“Using you for her benefit? Why would she latch onto someone like you? Get real! You’re ignoring a great girl while you mess around with all those others!”

Growing furious, Katherine grabbed Bobby’s collar and pulled it open, exposing multiple hickeys, some fresh and some fading. She was seething. “Don’t you worry about getting sick?”

Bobby was just as frustrated.

“Why do you have to act like you’re my father?” He rose from his seat, no longer interested in treating the girls to lunch.

“I guess I just can’t hang out with you anymore. Catch you later.”

Just outside the bridal shop, Bobby spotted Fannie skulking by his car.

“What’s going on here?”

“Oops, my bad! I was just kicking some stones and one accidentally hit your car.”

Bobby was amused, yet he quickly turned his attention to his car.

There was a new dent beneath the window. He was familiar with every inch of his car. It had been in perfect condition before he entered the bridal shop. Now, because of this woman, it was damaged.

“Was this intentional?”

Terrified that Bobby might get violent, Fannie hurriedly apologized.

“I’m so sorry! I’ll cover the costs! It was an accident, I swear!”

“Cover it? Do you even have the money? This paint job was a special order from overseas, and they don’t make it anymore!”

“I swear it was an accident!”

“I don’t believe you!” Bobby grabbed Fannie by the wrist, opened his car door, and shoved her inside.

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