The Born Winner (Jack and Katherine)
Chapter 5 The Charming Scene inside a Hotel Room
The moment Shirley received Jack’s message, she immediately requested for leave from her manager to prepare for the date.
It bonds with her future, as well as the manager’s. The manager even leveraged his position to retrieve Jack’s contact number from the discreet information on the bank card.
Just as she left the bank heavily, she bumped into Tommy’s car.
However, Tommy was not aware of what was gonna happen as he asked with a smile, “Baby, you knocked off early today?”
“Tommy?”
Shirley was flurried when she recalled her date with Tommy tonight, “Right. I felt bad, so I took a leave.”
“Ha Ha… That’s great. We can find somewhere to chill,” Tommy said excitedly.
Shirley couldn’t help frowning. ‘Could’t he understand me? I am gonna get toyed tonight.’
She swallowed her anger as she replied, “I am not feeling well now. We date next time.”
Tommy froze for a moment as he said, “But you have already promised me to have a date tonight! At least we have a dinner.”
Shirley could feel her eyeballs throbbed as she thought about how useless Tommy was.
But she had to stand it because she needed him, and more importantly, a house in the city. Even if she hooked up with the bank manager, she was very sure that the manager wouldn’t just abandon his own family for her sake.
She wanted Tommy to support her; otherwise she would have kicked him hard in his nuts.
“That’s enough, darling. I need a break tonight. Didn’t you
“Alright,” Tommy felt frustrated.
drive Shirley home, but she rejected. She stalked out of
he couldn’t help letting
taxi, Shirley bit her bloody red
hard while staring outside the window with
today, things
by a rich man at all. In fact, she would gladly throw herself into his arms like a butterfly fawning towards the flowers. This was precisely
had
gonna happen,
longer hold her head high while flaunting her beauty and charisma. Now she
LJ Hospital to take care of
he went back to move his things out of the house where he used to live
had cleared her stuff before long,
been torn apart, with the others broken with visible
how you always treat my mother and
deep breath, he carefully put the photo in his
to the Aston Hotel, a
top floor. Through the picture
in front of the window. There was still moisture lingering on her hair, like
in the glass she held, she was already drunk. Her cheeks turned rosy as she stared at the night view dizzily. Her eyes glittered under the night
tried hard to get into the city from the countryside. In order to fully become one of
future and an identity she could be proud of. She gradually became more