His friend chuckled and I noticed a dimple, Tristan arrived with three wine glasses.

"Adrian, pass me the hand napkins." So his name was Adrian?

I didn't know I was starving till I tasted the diced steak with mushroom.

"Morris, this is delicious."

I said smiling at him, he was standing two feet away like he was waiting for an order.

"I cooked it myself not him."

Tristan said sounding annoyed. "Really?"

I stared at the food then at him, I gagged.

"I was about to tell him the salt is too much and the steak is overcooked."

I said reaching for my glass of wine.

Adrian tried to suppress his laughter.

He was about to say something but his ringtone stopped him.

"It's my mom."

He said to Adrian, he left the dining to answer the call.

"How bad is the wound on

a

scale of

one to five?" "100."

"That's really bad."

"Thanks to your friend."

"Those paintings you destroyed can make y

"So you're both owned by the company?" - Yes.

As I descended the stairs and entered the dining room, I felt a sense of relief.

Tristan sat down in the living room, focusing on the tab in front of her. "Beautiful."

Adrian said as I slowly sat down.

- It doesn't hurt much. Adrian admitted. "He rejected her and because you don't like Morris carrying you, I . . ."

I decided to help."

I clenched my fists and chin and stabbed my eyes.

- I'm tired, Chloe. I listened to Tristan. "I don't care, it's you, not him, who brought me to this state!"

- I will go further tomorrow, let Adrian take you.

He told me not to look. "Not." I did not agree. He let go of his hand and looked at me with a groan.

"Should I get down on my knees and pray?"

Did he really do that? I mean, you wouldn't want to see him on his knees begging, but I was better than him.

I looked at Adrian, who was leaning back aga

- he said coldly. 'No, I can't wait a month. You

Do you want me to stop my life for you? I will try to keep my wisdom about you so I don't die.

- Then three weeks. "Not".

He looked away from my right leg and gave me a disappointed look.

"I have one life to live and you have enjoyed twenty years and I have enjoyed twenty years."

He took a deep breath and looked at me. — Two weeks and the last.

"Son, you can't make that decision, I could expose you and put you in jail, but I'm in a tight spot right now, so I'll take it."

"But you must promise not to break anything in this house for these two weeks."

"Sorry, I can't save"

promise.' - Chloe?

"You will try, but you will be disappointed."

It was wrapped around my other leg, like someone had cut my leg off. "You can go?"

"No, I had to run from the bathroom to the bed."

"I brought painkillers." "You are a thinker."

I said sarcastic

His friend chuckled and I noticed a dimple, Tristan arrived with three wine glasses.

"Adrian, pass me the hand napkins." So his name was Adrian?

I didn't know I was starving till I tasted the diced steak with mushroom.

"Morris, this is delicious."

I said smiling at him, he was standing two feet away like he was waiting for an order.

"I cooked it myself not him."

Tristan said sounding annoyed. "Really?"

I stared at the food then at him, I gagged.

"I was about to tell him the salt is too much and the steak is overcooked."

I said reaching for my glass of wine.

Adrian tried to suppress his laughter.

He was about to say something but his ringtone stopped him.

"It's my mom."

He said to Adrian, he left the dining to answer the call.

"How bad is the wound on

a

scale of

one to five?" "100."

"That's really bad."

"Thanks to your friend."

"Those paintings you destroyed can make you the richest person in the

world if all the money is summed up."

"Who cares?" I reached for the 

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