Wrong Marriage and Sweet Love

Christian got mad because she was too disgraceful.

Always, woman flocked to him, and never a woman who dared to turn him away.

Joyce, a senior student at Cunard University, was currently interning in the automotive project team at R&S headquarters. Today he was passing by and didn’t expect to see her walking into the coffee shop, so he followed her in.

“Sir, your coffee is ready.” The waitress enthusiastically handed the coffee to Christian with a blushing smile on her face. Such a sultry man, like a poppy flower with fatal attraction.

Christian took the coffee, full of irritation.

Seeing that Joyce was leaving, Christian tried to reach out and tug her.

A young couple came in to buy coffee.

Christian just tugged Joyce’s arm with one hand, the other hand holding the coffee. Then he bumped into the couple and the coffee spilled all over them.

“Ah! Oh my God!” The girl screamed for her new white shirt that she had bought today, all ruined by the coffee.

The boy was also shocked and took a step back. However the brand new buckskin shoes were covered with coffee stains.

Joyce turned around at the sound and looked down at Christian who was tugging on his hand, only to feel helpless.

Apprently, he wanted to making troubles for me in the public.

“Don’t rush off. I have something to ask you.” Christian spoke coolly. He completely ignored the young couple who were splashed with coffee, as if they did not exist.

Joyce handed the girl the napkin and instructed her to wipe it off quickly.

Looking up, she questioned Christian, “You’re not apologizing?”

“Huh.” Christian laughed. He had never apologized to anyone since he was born, and this woman in front of him wanted him to apologize. It was ridiculous.

He took his wallet out of his suit pocket, and his two long fingers squeezed a thick pile of money.

Then, he stuffed the money into the boy’s coat pocket.

He stopped laughing and his voice was extremely cold, as if it can freeze people into ice, “Take it to buy a new pair of shoes. Do you still need an apology?”

The boy was taken by his dangerous aura and his legs trembled. With the black suit and tie, the man in front of him may be a gangster who can kill him in a mintute. How could he dare to provoke him?

“No, no, no. Sorry sorry sorry. We were careless and bumped into you, sorry.” The boy was abashed, bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

Joyce staggered. She had seen the bullying before, but never seen such arrogant one. Money was really powerful.

She used to think that Luther could do whatever he wanted because of his money, but now it seems that Luther was much more polite compared with him.

“What? Little girl, do you need an apology?” Christian’s lips hooked up and had a wild smile. Step by step, he got close to the girl whose clothes were spilled with coffee. He winked at her and asked seductively.

“No, no, no need.” The girl had never seen such a handsome man before. Her face instantly flushed, and her bewildered eyes were full of adoration. She shyly bowed her head and stuttered her words.

Christian smiled and took out another stack of money, throwing it arrogantly on the girl’s chest, “Take it to buy clothes. Is it enough?”

The girl subconsciously reached out to take the money, and although she had the feeling of being humiliated, she only dared to nod her head repeatedly.

Seeing this, the boy hurriedly pulled the girl along with him and fled.

While walking away, he apologized repeatedly, “Sorry sorry sorry.”

“Look, they don’t even need me to apologize. Can’t blame me oh.” Christian shrugged.Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

At that moment, the coffee shop clerk trotted out and handed over a cup of iced mocha coffee with adoring eyes, “Sir, just now your coffee spilled. I made you a new one.”

Christian took the coffee, opened the lid and took a sip. Then he smiled seductively at Joyce.