Chapter 712: Chapter 712



“Bobby, remember, Judie is still out there waiting for you!”

Bobby scoffed, his voice low and impatient. With a firm push, Bobby made his intentions clear. Fannie involuntarily flinched, her teeth biting down on her lower lip as she muttered a curse under her breath.

Bobby let out a deep sigh of satisfaction, tilting his head back, his hands gripping her hips with unyielding force.

“Fifi, do you realize how long I’ve been waiting for this moment?”

Fannie’s thoughts erupted into a chaotic swirl of unspoken curses and frustration.

But this affair, as twisted as it felt, had become a bad habit—one that she found herself unable to break free from. She reluctantly surrendered to the inevitable, her body betraying her emotions. Despite every ounce of resistance, her physical responses sharply contradicted her internal turmoil.

Bobby’s expertise, coupled with the exhilaration of their secret rendezvous in the restroom, only heightened the forbidden pleasure.

Internally, Fannie sighed, a prisoner of her own conflicted ethics.

She had once prided herself on her strong moral compass, but now, here she was, sinking to Bobby’s level without a second thought.

As their encounter unfolded, Judie’s voice cut through the silence outside.

“Selma? What are you doing here with Mr. Lee?”

Caught off guard, Selma stumbled over her words.

“We… we just bumped into each other here.”

“Okay.” Judie didn’t press further.

“Mr. Lee, Fannie’s been looking for you.”

With Judie’s arrival confirming his suspicions, Jett now knew that Bobby had been the man in the restroom. The secret of his affair with Selma was exposed before Fannie’s eyes.

A cold wave of realization washed over Jett, darkening his expression like the gathering clouds of an impending storm.

His involvement with Selma had started by chance, but she had relentlessly pursued him, weaving her seductive charm around him at every turn.

Was there any man who could truly resist such temptation?

In the brief silence that followed, Jett quickly began formulating his escape plan.

Just then, Judie’s phone rang sharply, breaking the tension. She picked it up immediately.

“Hello? Bobby? You’re waiting for me at the entrance? Alright, I’m on my way! Understood!”

With a quick stride, Judie left the scene, her side of the conversation making it clear that Bobby wasn’t in the restroom. Jett had heard no voices from inside, only the unsettling silence.

Meanwhile, hidden from view, Fannie struggled against Bobby’s grip, her feet dangling as her back pressed into the wall. Her breath came in shallow gasps, caught in the chaos of the moment.

“Jett, let’s go. The one inside isn’t Bobby, and Fannie won’t even realize,” Selma urged, reaching for Jett’s arm in an attempt to lead him away. But he shrugged off her touch with a sharp, angry motion and stormed off.

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