Even though he was sad, he didn't want Maria to mock him, but he still acted cool. "Why are you showing me it?"
Even though he pretended to be good, Maria still knew. "You are not angry, not jealous of David? You don't want to win him? Don't you aspire to have her?"
She raised a series of questions that made Raymon even angrier. He clenched his hands into fists.
Both he and David come from aristocratic families but he always loses to David in every way. His position in the company is lower than that of David. During his college years, his academic results were also inferior to David's. While David received lots of love letters and roses, he got nothing. All the girls surrounded David even though David was a cold man. Now, the girl he likes, he doesn't have either.
Why? This is too unfair to him. Raymon slammed his fist on the table. His face darkened.
"Now, you know anger and jealousy? Raymon, listen to me, cooperate with me, you will get what you want." Maria spoke again.
Raymon's eyes were full of struggle and hesitation. For the rest of his life, he didn't want to lose to David again. He has to get the girl he wants.
Maria showed a triumphant smile, she knew, she had successfully acquired a collaborator. With his support, victory is obvious.
The next day at dawn, Ella woke David up, and the two of them went down the mountain together, hailing a cab. Ella tells David that she will go to Raymon to apologize to him. David has a busy job, and can't help but come to the company, so Ella has to go alone.
On the way to Raymon's house, she stops by the mall to buy a gift for Raymon. Then she went to his house.
Taking a deep breath, she rang the doorbell.
When the door opened, she immediately lowered her head to bring out the gift. "Sorry, I couldn't come yesterday, it was my fault. Wish you a happy birthday."
"Why come another person? But you're late..." The person who opened the door was a girl wearing only underwear, with a model-like figure. She treated Ella like a fool, glanced at Ella, then turned to go inside.
Ella, a little confused, stepped one foot across the steps. She looked inside. The room was messy, it looked like the party had just ended, two women were naked, lying on the sofa, they were still sleeping, and next to them was an open box of condoms.
No need to guess, what happened here yesterday, how fierce the battle was, in the air filled with the smell of lust.
She couldn't help but frown. Raymon... why is he like this?
Raymon came out of the bathroom, wiping his hair. He looked at Ella, who was standing at the door. "You're late, the party just ended."
She clicked her tongue. "Here, yesterday..."
He shrugged, sat down nonchalantly, lit a cigarette, and gave her a shady right wink. "Just what you thought."
"But, won't you meet me at the restaurant's rooftop?"
"Right. You didn't come, so I found some girls to have a party. If you like, will it be held again tonight? Five people must be very stimulating."
The woman who opened the door just now hugged Raymon from behind, and she cooed. "You are so useful. seven times a night left us almost exhausted."
"Of course."
"You're so naughty...."
Although she knew that Raymon was known as the 'bad boy', she didn't think that he was this hysterical.
She looked at Raymon, who was sitting in the chair smoking a cigarette, relaxed and disorderly, she couldn't stand it, she felt that he was very strange, not someone she knew. "Why did you change?"
"Change? I haven't changed at all! When I met you, I was the same person." Raymon didn't care but smiled evilly. "I know, maybe I haven't been interested in flirting with women lately, so you misunderstand me as a good man? I'm a man, when there's a need, of course, I have to find a woman."
He laughed defiantly, his words blatant. He considers this a pleasure, smug, seductive glances at the woman next to him.
"Why are you surprised? You're not my girlfriend, how I play, you don't care."
Ella doesn't want to keep looking at him, she puts the gift on you. "Yesterday I broke my promise to you, I was not right, I apologize to you. This is my gift to you, for your birthday. Wish you a happy birthday." After she finished, she quickly walked out.
Raymon stood up to chase after him, but the woman beside him was like an octopus wrapped around him. "What are you chasing her for? Let me serve you."
Raymon waved the woman's hand, telling them to go home. He wants to be quiet. The women one by one stood up, dressed, and left.
'Why does seeing her sad make me even sadder? If she doesn't come, she doesn't care, why should I worry?' He whispered in his heart.
Villa Anthony.
Ella entered the bedroom, still unable to believe what she had just seen.
That person is not Raymon.... not... but... that person is him.
Perhaps she had gradually forgotten that he was hiding a wolf, not a gentleman. David also said the real Raymon is appearance when she first met him. Bold, lewd, cruel.
But she still couldn't accept it.
Her phone suddenly rang, she was startled and waited a moment before answering the call, the other end came in David's questioning tone. "Have you arrived home?"
"Yes!"
"Did Raymon do anything bad to you?
"No."
"Really? So, he doesn't blame you?"
"No."
Perhaps David was a little disbelieving, the two of them were silent for a moment.
"He... seems a bit strange..." Ella hesitated, then opened her mouth, remembering what had happened at Raymon's house.
"How strange?"
"I don't know, maybe I think too much. I want to rest for a while."
From morning until now, she constantly rushes, sitting in the car, and unexpectedly when she comes back to see that scene, she is tired and needs time to digest.
Having finished his work, David walked over to the door, which opened it. As soon as he stepped out of the office, he saw Raymon putting his arm around the waist of a female employee in the company. The other girl saw David and kept her distance from Raymon. She wanted to go but Raymon held her hand.
The three of them went into the elevator together, while Raymon kept whispering in the beauty's ear from time to time, his words were obvious, sometimes he didn't forget to do low-key moves. The female employee constantly avoids his touch. If David wasn't around, she wouldn't hesitate to let Raymon do whatever he wanted.