The Poker Game (11)

She heard someone clap and saw that not far from them stood Jerry.

“Who did you say he is to you?” Jerry asked, and Mary wanted to slap him so hard he would forget.

“I would have told you it’s none of your business, but since you helped me, you really need to know. That man is the father of all evil,” Mary said. “It’s because of him that I have had sleepless nights, and he alone knows where he has been. I won’t stop until he begs for forgiveness,” Mary said, then walked away from Jerry.

Arlan turned and saw Jerry, and he hurriedly walked away because of embarrassment.

“I will never understand women. I didn’t know Mary could be so vengeful. Could she be using me to get her revenge,” Jerry asked herself, looking at Mary’s receding figure.

Arlan got back home feeling frustrated. He had lost a poker game to some young guy whom he thought was full of himself.

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