Falling in Love With A One-Night Stand

532 Aren't You Afraid She's A Fraud? Franz, Anthony's college roommate, was standing in the living room with a pink towel in his hand. "What are you doing here?" Anthony asked.

Franz replied, "I'm here to surprise you. I heard you saved a homeless girl from the beach and brought her home. Look what I discovered! A pink towel!"

Before Franz could finish his sentence, he found a girl standing behind Anthony. Raising his brows, he yelled, "What? Are you serious?"

Antony's face flushed. He yanked the towel from Franz's grasp and grumbled, "Don't be ridiculous, Franz. Leave us alone now. I'll explain this to you later."

Refusing to leave, Franz fixed his gaze on the girl.

"I'll give you two some privacy," the girl said coldly.

"OK. I'm so sorry, Chelsea. Please ignore him," said Anthony.

Only after Chelsea had closed the bedroom door behind her did Franz return to attention. He immediately grabbed Anthony's shirt collar and asked, "Are you two dating? I can't believe I didn't know you moved in with your girlfriend! No wonder you haven't returned to your dorm for a long time."

"That's not true! She's not my girlfriend! "Anthony said, yanking Franz away.

"Really? Then who the hell is she?"

"I'm not sure who she is." Anthony sighed as he sat on the couch.

When he went to the beach to watch the sunrise the day before, he 531 Aren't You Afraid She's A Fr. =

"picked up" this girl. When he saw her, she was sitting beside a sunk boat. She was shivering all over and appeared to be about to die. She was drenched in mud and even had shells in her hair, so Anthony was taken aback at first sight of her.

His friends advised him to leave her alone or call the police. On the beach, however, there was no signal. That day was bitterly cold. Anthony believed that if he had left her on the beach alone, she would have died of cold when the police arrived. So, he brought her back to his apartment.

When she arrived at the flat, the first thing she did was take a shower. He almost didn't recognize her when she came out of the bathroom. She became beautiful and clean. The girl did not tell him who she was or ask him who he was. Instead, she just asked, "Can you find me a place to stay other than a hotel?"

Her beautiful wet brown eyes locked on Anthony, making his heart race. As a result, he allowed her to stay in his apartment.

"You brought a stranger into your home? Anthony, have you gone insane?" Franz expressed his surprise, pulling Anthony's mind back to the present.

"She didn't have a place to stay, so I had no choice."

"Jesus! You should watch the news more often! Have you ever considered the possibility that she is a fraud?"

"No way, she doesn't look like a..."

Franz said, shaking his head, "What do you want to say? You should let her explain who she is. In fact, I think I should call the police right now. She appears to be in her twenties, so she can't possibly forget her name! She even asked you to find her a job, right? That is insane!"

Anthony immediately stopped Franz and prevented him from walking to the bedroom. "Don't go! You'll startle her." 531 Aren't You Afraid She's A Fr. =

The girl emerged from the bedroom while the two were arguing. She stood in the doorway, calmly looking at them. Her eyes were as limpid as the purest snow. She gave Franz a mocking look because she had just heard what he had just said. Then she approached the two men calmly and placed a necklace on the table, uttering, "I want to pay my rent with this."

Antony and Franz were both taken aback. Franz yelled, "Wait! Are you sure? How do we know if the necklace is a real one or not?"

"You could have it appraised at jewelry stores." The girl then returned to her room without saying anything. Anthony and Franz stood there in disbelief, staring at each other.

The next morning, the city became even colder.

Yesterday, Matthew realized that something was wrong with the project's planning, so he worked all night. Yet, he felt he couldn't even finish the project because of the accident yesterday.

Maria expressed concern as she watched Matthew put on his jacket and leave, "Matthew, you haven't slept all night.

Why don't you go to bed? I'll go to the mall for you."

Matthew shook his head before striking out. Looking at his back, Maria felt like she had traveled back in time. She remembered that Wayne always stayed up late working a few years ago, too. And Maria was both relieved and worried when she realized this.

On his way to the mall, Matthew received a phone call from Anna.

"Hello? Mom."

"What are you doing, Matthew? Have you had breakfast yet?"

As a person who rarely smiled, Matthew smiled and answered, "Yes, I have. I'm going to the mall to check out their operation." 531 Aren't You Afraid She's A Fr. "How is the project? Where's your dad?"

"Everything is in order here. Aunt Maria was worried too much. And Dad should be home soon," Matthew replied. He then asked Maria to forgive him for his words. "Tell him he doesn't need to return so soon! He can stay and help you for a while. He'll only irritate me if he stays at home, son."

Matthew burst out laughing. "No, I don't think so. No one will know how Tammy is doing at school if he isn't home."

"Even when he's at home, he rarely cares about Tammy," Anna grumbled. She then went on to tell Matthew which exams Tammy had failed again.

Matthew patiently listened to Anna's words.

"Mr. Wright, we've arrived."

Hearing Matthew's assistant's voice, Anna then realized she had been chattering for quite some time. She said, "OK, I'll get off the phone now. Stay safe, my dear."

"I will, Mom."

Anna was relieved as she hung up the phone. Wayne left home in a hurry yesterday, so Anna assumed Matthew might have had some kind of accident. She was worried that calling last night would wake Matthew, so she called him first thing in the morning. When she heard Matthew say that everything was fine, Anna was relieved.

"It's time to check on patient number seven, Dr. Wright," said an intern standing in the office doorway.

"All right, I got it." Anna grabbed her notebook and walked out the door. "Tell Patrick to get three people in for the surgery observation this afternoon," she told the intern. 531 Aren't You Afraid She's A Fr.

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Just as Matthew and Maria were getting out of the car, a bicycle pulled across the road. Anthony said as he tried to stop Franz, "Let's just forget about it, Franz. I don't want to do this."

"No! We've already arrived here. I need to know if this diamond necklace is real or not. That way, you'll know you shouldn't trust others so easily." "Chelsea isn't that kind of person."

"The hell?! You named her Chelsea?! I remember that your sister is also called Chelsea. Damn! This is getting creepy," Franz sneered.

Rolling his eyes, Franz headed towards the mall after picking up his backpack. He said as he walked, "How do you know she's not a liar if you've only known her for a few days? Anthony remained silent. After Franz had finished speaking, Anthony said, "I still don't think we should go ahead with it. It's her necklace, and I don't even think we can take it out." "She said she wanted to use the necklace to pay her rent!"

"Yes, and agreed to it."

Irritated, Franz wished he could punch Anthony in the face. "What if it's a forgery? Do you want a fake diamond necklace?"

Anthony frowned as he said, "I don't care if the diamonds are real or not. I wasn't going to charge her rent in the first place."

Franz gave him a stern look before continuing on his way. He mumbled, "I don't care what you think. I'm definitely going to the jewelry store to have this necklace authenticated." 531 Aren't You Afraid She's A

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"Franz, please wait for me..."

The two young men entered the mall one after another. They went straight to the jewelry store on the fourth floor as soon as they walked in.

Franz took the necklace from his bag and placed it on the counter. "Hello, please help identify whether the diamonds on this necklace are real or not," he said aloud to the appraiser.

The appraiser politely said, "Sure. The fee for the appraisal is twenty dollars."

"I have to pay for that? I only ask that you do me a favor!" Franz asked.

Anthony ran over. "Franz! Please wait for me!"

Franz thought Anthony was a complete fool. So, he said angrily, "OK, I'll pay the bill now." I must prove to Anthony that this woman isa fraud! he thought.

The appraiser then led them to a private room with many complicated instruments. After putting on a pair of white gloves, the jewelry appraiser placed the diamond necklace on the black velvet and examined it carefully with a magnifying glass.

"Are these real diamonds?" Franz couldn't help but ask.

The appraiser did not reply. Instead, she said, "Actually, young man, that isn't the point. The point is that this is an extremely valuable emerald. I need more time to look into it."

After a long time, the appraiser raised her head and asked, "Does this necklace belong to you?"

"It belongs to a friend..."

Instantly, Franz covered Anthony's mouth. He gave the appraiser a nod and said, "It's mine. My grandmother gave me this necklace and said she got it from her mother." "But it's the latest model," the appraiser said skeptically.

Franz looked embarrassed. He then explained, "Maybe my grandmother remembered it wrong. You know how old people have bad memories, right?"

The appraiser still seemed confused. Then Franz asked impatiently, "How much does this necklace worth? My grandmother claims it's worth $600,000, but I don't believe her."

"If your grandmother told you it was worth $600,000, she was lying to you," the appraiser said with a smile.

Franz patted Anthony on the shoulder, saying, "I knew it! It isn't even worth it..."

The appraiser named a number before he could finish his sentence. Hearing that, both boys froze, unable to believe the necklace was so valuable.