Sherman did not like games like this; she did not like it at all. She was even repelled by it from the bottom of her heart. She wanted to leave with Billy but she did not say it. He had his own friends and social circle. She should not be overly controlling over him as getting married did not mean that they had to give up on every other relationship. She was waiting for Billy to speak up and leave with her but it did not happen. It was acceptable for him to not want to leave since he had not met his classmates for such a long time. Besides, the night was just starting to liven up. She bit onto her glass of fruit juice and forced herself to look at them even though she was downhearted. Actually, she was so bored that all she wanted to do was just to scroll her phone and kill time. However, nobody there was playing with their phone, so she abandoned the idea as she did not want to be seen as spoiled and asocial. Another guy drew the “Ace” card after a few rounds. H
Everybody felt even more awkward now. They did not expect things to be so out of hand as hand-kissing was just a common courteous gesture around the world. “I’m tired. It is already ten o’clock, so let’s go home.” Sherman knew very clearly that the night would hit rock bottom after she said those words. She was right about it. There were a lot of different expressions on everybody’s face but all of them did not look very pleasant. Somebody murmured softly, “Didn’t know Billy was a hen-pecked husband.” The voice was really soft but everyone could hear it word by word as the room was very quiet.Actually, every man is prideful and it shows even more in front of their friends or classmates. They all shared the same masculinism inside their heart. Sherman could never take hand-kissing as just an etiquette. She looked at Billy, not bothered about how everyone was looking at her as the jealous wife, and said, “It’s time to go home.” She knew he had his pride
Sherman found herself to be unpopular on such an occasion.Another private box--Two men sat facing each other. One with red wine before him, while another with a glass of water."Mr. Wright, why don't you drink red wine?" Luke Bennington looked at the man drinking water.Kingsley Wright shook his head and pointed at his own throat. "I have a sore throat. By the way, how is Brad doing?" His voice sounded hoarse."Why are you even asking? Of course my son attends school now. What about you, Kingsley? You are already 37, yet you have no plans to have children?"Kingsley's lips curled. Obviously, he refused to answer the question. After taking a few sips, he said, "I've run into a very interesting person today.""A male or a female?" Luke immediately showed interest."A woman....""Is there any chemistry?"Kingsley kneaded his forehead with his slender fingers. When he said "interesting", he meant what he said. No underlying meaning. No innuendo."I've forgotten to mention tha
"Thank you. I'm fine. I can stand up by myself." By supporting herself with both hands on the ground, she struggled to stand up, looking clumsy.She could feel his aura. It was oppressive and also intimidating.Kingsley's lips curled as he took off his coat and put it on his arm, casually and elegantly. "Please wait a moment."Sherman stood still despite being a little puzzled. She had vomited excessively, in which all the vomitus was stuck to his coat. The smell was stronger that not even she could stand it.Yet, the man did not show the slightest disgust, not even annoyance, as if he did not smell it. He made a call.After a while, another tall man walked over, holding a bottle of mineral water in his hand.Kingsley handed the bottle to her after taking it from that man. "I think you need a bottle of mineral water to rinse your mouth..." His voice still sounded hoarse. Sherman was startled again. She sincerely thanked him upon receiving the bottle of mineral water. "Thank yo
Sherman was leaning against the rear seat window emotionlessly. Her eyes were vacantly looking at the passing pedestrians and vehicles through the window...By the time she reached her apartment, Billy was already home, drinking water. She did not expect him to be home this early.She did not bother to give him a glance. Instead, she changed to slippers and placed her bag on a couch. Seeing this, Billy stopped drinking water and stood in front of her. "What's wrong with you today?"He was referring to her reactions and behaviors at the reunion party.Sherman paused and looked at him indifferently. "What about you? Did you finally kiss Natalie's hand?"'So, now he questions me? Does he think that my reactions have embarrassed him?''"I'm the first who are asking. Shouldn't you answer my question first?" Billy's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly."Well, I will answer yours if you answer mine. Did you kiss Natalie's hand in the end?""No." Billy's lips were twitching as he frow
Sherman did not leave. Instead, she rang the doorbell again. This time, a voice came. "Please wait a moment."After a while, the door of the villa opened, and Kingsley appeared in front of her. Donned in a bathrobe, he was wiping his wet hair. Apparently, he had just taken a shower.As soon as he recognized Sherman, he raised his eyebrows slightly and moved his thin lips. "Sorry, I was taking a bath just now. Please come in."Sherman could see that he was in a hurry because the bathrobe was not fastened, but she didn't expect him to apologize. "It's okay. I came abruptly." She felt a bit awkward.The villa was very large and clean. The floor on the ground was so bright that it could illuminate the shadows, and every part of the villa was indescribably well-crafted. Just like its owner, it was exquisite, outstanding, and elegant.It was difficult for her to imagine that this was a place where a man lived because there was zero clutter. Exquisiteness and elegance were the only words
Sherman could not bring herself to hear Kingsley coughing. She put down the water glass and looked at him."Is there where your kitchen is?"Kingsley nodded but saw that she was already on her way to the open kitchen. As she walked, she said, "I felt sorry for what happened yesterday. To express my apology, I'll cook you something."'Cook something?' Kingsley frowned. Although he did not like people touching the things in his villa at will, he did not say a word this time.Apparently, his throat was severely inflamed. She opened the refrigerator and found some pears and mint leaves. They were ingredients of some sore throat remedy that was just right for him, and she had come across its recipe on the Internet two days ago.Kingsley did not make a sound. Instead, his deep black eyes fell on her, looking at her dully. There were no changes in his emotion.Sherman soaked the mint leaves in the water. She then washed the pears, peeled, cut them, and removed their cores and pedicles.A
Chapter 701Hearing his words, Sherman was too embarrassed to refuse him again, so she had to agree with him. He hummed lightly with contentment. Then he lowered his head and ate the pear soup.At this time, Sherman didn't make a sound either. She ate very quietly and hardly made a sound. She felt that it was oppressive to stay with a man of such a high status...Afterwards, she stood at the gate of Kingsley's villa and waited for him. He went to the garage, started a silver Bentley Mulliner, turned the car around, and parked it beside her.Kingsley leaned his slender body to the right and opened the car door for her."Thanks." Sherman said. Then she sat in the passenger seat, lowered her head, and fastened her seat belt.Only after that did Kingsley start the car and drive at an even speed.Sherman sat comfortably, without any desire to vomit. When the car passed the speed bump on the ground, she lowered her body slightly and held her belly with her hand.He had noticed her sm