Contract Marriage With The Disabled CEO BY Woody Rain 124
Contract Marriage With The Disabled CEO
Chapter 124 Yolandaâs Provocation Yolanda and Betty made an appointment at the Dark Blue Sea Cafe in the downtown area.
It was a well-known coffee shop. Many ·
famous people would meet here to discuss business. The environment was relatively silent, and it was used to protect private space.
Yolanda had changed out of her long jacket.
long ago and was wearing a particularly expensive dress. Her long hair was tied up high, making her look like a rich lady.
Betty had only worn beautiful clothes a few times since she was a child. She had watched Emily, who had shown off in front of her, so no matter how noble and beautiful Yolanda was, there was no ripple in Bettyâs heart.
Yolanda lit a cigarette.
The waiters wanted to stop them, but when they saw that it was a superstar, they couldnât say anything. They couldnât afford to offend her.
Yolanda blew a puff of smoke onto Bettyâs face, and Betty tamped down her anger.
Yolanda said, âBetty, huh? This is our second meeting. I didnât ask you out today to be your friend. On the contrary, you are now my rival in love!â
Yolanda seemed to have come to challenge her today. A minute ago, she was still trying to make up a story about the two of them together, but the next minute, she was sitting with the heroine of the story and competing for a man. Thinking of this, Betty wanted to laugh.
Yolanda was shocked. âAre you smiling? You look down on me!â
Betty waved her hand and said, âNo, no, no.
You misunderstood me. I was just distracted.â
What a strange woman! Yolanda thought to herself.
Yolanda changed her sitting position and said, âYou are just an ordinary woman. Do you want to pursue Kerwin? Donât put a quarter into a pint pot.â
Pursue?
What?
Kerwin was already her legal husband. Was there a need for her to chase him?
She recalled that Yolanda was someone who knew nothing. She couldnât be blamed for this.
However, did she look like a woman who was trying to seduce others? She had always thought that she looked very well-behaved.
Seeing that Betty was so calm, Yolanda thought that she was a difficult woman to deal with. Maybe she was a professional mistress.
She said, âWhatâs your relationship with Mr. Martin? Judging from your intimacy, could it be that he has already raised you?â
What?
This⦠is she thinking of me as a mistress?
Betty felt that Yolandaâs guess was ridiculous. Not only did Yolanda not know what kind of person she was, but she also did not know what kind of person Kerwin was.
Seeing that Betty did not answer nor deny it, Yolanda had a plan and began to show off the dates with Kerwin.
Fortunately, Kerwin had already explained this. Otherwise, Yolandaâs words would really affect Bettyâs mood.
Yolanda said, âYou should know that it was Kerwin who took the initiative to ask me to make the advertisement, so I became the spokesperson for-the Tylman Group.
Therefore, I know that Kerwin must like me and wants to pursue me, so he asked me to make an advertisement.â
Hearing Yolandaâs words, Betty, who had already known the story, thought that it seems that Kerwin didnât lie to her. He is very honest with her.
The waiter brought two cups of coffee. Yolanda ordered a cappuccino, and Betty ordered an Italian Plain coffee.
When Yolanda saw Bettyâs coffee, she casually said, âYour taste is really bad.â
I donât have good taste?
One year, Betty made a theme report on coffee. She had spent a week thoroughly figuring out the origin of the coffee, how to manufacture it, and how to operate it. Her dream was to find a place to open a coffee shop with her pension when she got old in the future.
She remembered that Jeffrey had often taken. her to drink coffee at various cafes in S City and participate in various cultural salon activities. He had also joked that he was willing to become the coffee cup in Bettyâs hands so that she could hold him in the palm of her hand every day.
Betty chortled like an idiot and said, âDo you think you taste good?â
After experiencing so many storms and hardships, her lover who had sworn to stay with each other for the rest of their lives had found his own new love.
Betty pacified her thoughts.
Yolanda said, âAlright, Iâve said so much, so you should understand now, right?
Retreating is your only way out. You canât win against me!â
It seemed that Yolanda would not let her go if she did not speak. Maybe she would babble all morning. She still had a lot of work to do, such as how to list Yolanda and Kerwinâs photos.
Betty, who had taken a sip of black coffee, said.
She said slowly, âAlthough you are very confident, I feel that Mr. Martin is not as familiar with you as you described. Can you tell me more details?â
A womanâs jealousy instantly turned into a news interview of Betty in an instant.
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Yolanda replied ambiguously, âOkay, then Iâll tell you. Do you think Iâm really so obsessed with you? I will never forget the first time I saw Kerwinâs expression and eyes. He was affectionate and affectionate. If it werenât for the people around me, I think he would pounce on me and hug me! This is love at first sight!â
Yolanda grew excited as she spoke.
Actually, Kerwin had appreciation in his eyes when he first met Yolanda but it was not as Yolanda had described. He just felt that he had made a pretty good decision and that Yolanda was indeed the best candidate for the product spokesperson. It was obvious that Yolanda had misinterpreted this appreciation wrongly.
Betty felt that it was necessary to wake Yolanda up from her stupor. She couldnât continue to be stubborn, otherwise, it wouldnât be good for her.
Betty said, âReally? But I donât think so. Mr.
Martin is not so close to you.â
Yolanda raised her hand and sighed. âHeâs just shy. What do you know? Pfft!â
Betty asked, âIn my opinion, you donât seem to have a close relationship with Mr. Martin.
Are you going to share a room with him?â
Bettyâs words reminded Yolanda of her encounter in Kerwinâs office this morning. She got angry and said, âWe are deliberately keeping a distance. Do you think you are great? Humph, you are just a mistress.
Maybe you are worse than a mistress. The biggest winner is not you or me, but Mrs. Martin.â
The coffee in Bettyâs mouth almost gushed out, and she choked on Yolandaâs âMr.
Martinâ.
Mrs. Martin?
Wasnât that her?
It seemed that this title had become a thorn in many peopleâs sides. Some were envious, some were jealous, some were resentful, and some were speculating. Betty felt that it was really not easy to be Mrs. Martin and had offended many people for no reason.