[Honey, I have plans tonight, sorry, sorry, you’ll have to eat by yourself.]
The moment Kyle Keaton saw the reply, his face was as cold as a snowy November day.
Miles Jacobs immediately felt a chill like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves and quickly escaped out the door.
Miles Jacobs’ departure didn’t catch Kyle Keaton’s attention.
Because all his focus was on July Quinn.
[Who are you meeting?]
[You probably don’t know them. But don’t worry about me, hubby, I’ll eat and drink well and come home.]
Kyle Keaton was so angry he almost threw his phone.
Was he worried if she’d eat and drink well?
He was worried if he’d end up with metaphorical cuckold’s horns!
Just the thought of her flirting and teasing made him feel like his head would soon sprout a racetrack!
He didn’t hesitate and called July Quinn immediately.
July Quinn was quite sensible, and answered quickly.
"Honey, couldn’t bear not seeing me after just one day?"
Ignoring July Quinn’s flirty tone, Kyle Keaton got straight to the point.
"Who are you having dinner with tonight?"
"It’s a long story." July Quinn’s tone was somewhat careless.
Besides that, Kyle Keaton could hear the wind and car horns.
It seemed she was standing on a busy street.
Kyle Keaton commanded concisely: "Then make it short."
"Still can’t say, my ride’s here."
Besides July Quinn’s voice, Kyle Keaton also heard someone shouting "Miss Quinn!"
Very enthusiastic, very polite tone, but what Kyle Keaton paid attention to was... it was a man’s voice!
He could almost see the man holding a green hat!
But before he could stop her, July Quinn already said, "Honey, let’s leave it at that. I’ll be home after dinner." Latest content published on novel·fıre·net
"July Quinn!" Kyle Keaton nearly shouted, but still couldn’t stop her from hanging up.
Kyle Keaton, filled with rage, dialed July Quinn’s number again.
On the other side, July Quinn had already gotten into Owen Shaw’s car.
Unlike their morning meeting, Owen Shaw had gone the extra mile with his appearance for the evening.
Wearing a crisply ironed misty blue shirt and white pants, he had even put on cologne.
In short, he had improved in every way he could think of.
Perhaps it was this deliberate outfit that boosted his confidence, and Owen Shaw mustered the courage to talk to his goddess.
"Miss Quinn, the dining place isn’t far, we will be there soon."
Her reply was so brief that he wasn’t sure how to continue the conversation.
After hesitating for a moment, Owen Shaw praised July Quinn again.
"Miss Quinn, I realized I haven’t told you today, you look really beautiful."
Normally, when complimented, people would modestly respond.
Owen Shaw planned to flood her with sweet words once July Quinn displayed a hint of modesty.
According to tips he found online, girls would usually get flustered and starry-eyed at times .
But clearly, his goddess was no ordinary person.
After the compliment, she calmly said, "What’s the use of being beautiful, don’t we all have to get up for work once the alarm rings?"
That was another conversation killer.
What should he say now?
Honestly, she’s beautiful but awkward!
However, July Quinn was oblivious to the stirred-up emotions in the man beside her, too busy ignoring Kyle Keaton’s incessant calls.
Soon, Owen Shaw noticed the anomaly with July Quinn’s phone and instinctively asked, "What’s going on?"
"My man, I don’t know what’s with him. I just came to attend your event, and he’s calling like it’s the end of the world, one call after another!"
After saying that, July Quinn suddenly froze.
Why did she sound just like Nina Quinn, showing off her love with her cheap husband in a truly Versailles style?
Looks like she should avoid talking to Nina Quinn too much in the future, to avoid catching her "Versailles" vibe.
However, she didn’t notice that the heart of the man beside her was quietly breaking...