SWNOVELS Chapter 107
Chapter 107
Davin took two steps back and stuttered, “Why did you hit me? I have no grudge against you…”
Greta raised her hand, pretending to hit someone. Davin pitifully held his head, “Go ahead, try it. Don’t think I won’t hit a woman. Believe it or not, if you hit me, I’ll have my dad find Uncle Deng and introduce you to a boyfriend.”
Davin suddenly paused as he realized that he seemed to have said something wrong.
Sure enough, Greta’s face changed dramatically as she grabbed Davin by the collar. “Damn it! So that bald man was the one you had your dad introduce to me?!”
“Who made you hit me before?” Davin said confidently.
“I will definitely teach you a lesson!” Greta exclaimed angrily as she swung her fists at Davin. Davin was scared and quickly ran away. At that moment, Jaylen appeared and stood in front of Davin.
Davin and Jaylen were both in City A, which means that this time only Frederic and Emilia went to another city.
I felt a little unhappy.
“Dear Greta! Don’t be angry. Davin is still young and speaks without thinking. Please don’t argue with him,” Jaylen tried to calm Greta down.
“Go to hell, would you agree if Syl asked her dad to introduce a 75kg widow to you as a wife?” Greta, with her hands on her hips, interrogated Jaylen.
Jaylen glanced at me and, probably thinking of that scene, immediately expressed his willingness to die with me.
Greta pointed at Davin and said to Jaylen, “Then you step aside, I have decided today that I cannot let him go.”
Jaylen really listened to Greta’s words. Seeing that no one was protecting him, Davin immediately ran away. Without hesitation, Greta immediately chased after him. And so, they began a chase game in the bustling bar.
Half an hour later, Greta came back. She looked very happy, and it was clear that she had let off steam.
After I finished watching the great show, I went to the restroom. When I came out of the restroom, a man stopped me. He had a refined demeanor and wore a pair of glasses. He kindly asked me, “Madam, would you like to have a drink together? It might be a bit forward, but I have been
observing you.”
Is this you trying to strike up a conversation with me?
I originally wanted to refuse, but for no reason, I felt very comfortable with this man’s voice and demeanor. Additionally, he seemed to be around the same age as me, so maybe it was a good idea to have a drink and chat together.
“Okay,” I smiled slightly and sat down next to him.
After seeing my situation, Greta gave me a flirtatious look and made a “thumbs up” gesture.
I averted my gaze. The man introduced himself, “My name is Alberto Dixon, and you?”
“Ms. Scott,” I didn’t want to tell a stranger my full name.
“Ms. Scott, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” Alberto smiled happily.
We were drinking and chatting. There are usually few topics between strangers, especially for men and women who successfully strike up a conversation in such
situations. Many of them would start talking about sex after a few sentences. However, Alberto is a person of good manners, and he didn’t say anything that made me feel uncomfortable.
Suddenly, Alberto asked, “Are you single?”
I was stunned, wondering in my mind, what was my husband Frederic doing at this moment? Was he accompanying Emilia shopping, or was he spending the night with her in her bed?