AN UNEXPECTED GROOM

Before Roxane could say anything, Sebastien handed her a cup of hot milk tea.

Nadia had long heard how Sebastien was in love with his wife and how he had spoiled her. At first, she thought it was just a rumor, but now that she saw it with her own eyes, she was quite impressed by the young woman in front of her. To be able to make Sebastien, who was like a block of ice for women, a slave of love, the young woman must not be simple.

At the same time, Quentin looked at the wine glass in Nadia’s hand and said coldly:

– This wine glass is mine.

She spat out the wine in her mouth that she hadn’t swallowed yet. Then she rubbed her lips in disgust.

Quentin sneered.

– What? Are you disgusted? You weren’t disgusted before.

If Roxane wasn’t there, Quentin really wanted to say:

“What is there to be disgusted about when I touched every part of your body?”

Nadia was very beautiful. She raised her head and looked at Quentin with her piercing eyes. Not wanting to be outdone, she said:

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Quentin frowned as he looked at Nadia. He was filled with anger, but he had nowhere to express it.

In the past, she liked to wear long dresses. His hair was long, black and straight. She was charming and wise. She was the kind of woman that all men loved.

Until now, he still didn’t understand why she would suddenly change.

Nadia no longer looked at Quentin. Instead, she looked at Roxane and asked with a smile:

– Roxane, are you still studying?

If Nadia didn’t know that Roxane was married to Sebastien, she would have thought she was still in high school.

Roxane nodded.

– I’m in my third year now.

– A painter?

Roxane asked curiously:

– How do you know ?

Nadia leaned on the sofa before responding with a smile:

– I have heard for a long time that President Flores’ wife is a painter and is famous in the art department of M City University.

Roxane was a little shy to be congratulated by a beautiful woman. She said :

– I cannot yet be considered a painter or an artist. I will work hard to become one.

Nadia nodded.

-I believe you will be able to do it.

Then, she turned to look at Enzo with her beautiful eyes before asking:

-Why is young master Enzo so unhappy this evening?

Enzo turned around and looked at her. He wasn’t surprised by Nadia’s change like Quentin was. He had long seen through Nadia’s gentle exterior and seen her arrogant and undisciplined soul the first time they met. After a moment, he replied:

– I’m not unhappy. I’m just bored.

Nadia raised an eyebrow and asked:

– Would you like me to introduce you to some of my friends? I have a few friends who still have a crush on you.

Enzo said without expression:

– No. I tried abstinence recently to cultivate my body and mind. I don’t have the chance to enjoy worldly desires now.

Hearing this, Nadia did not insist or ask questions. She only toasted Enzo and drank.

At that moment, Quentin’s gaze was as sharp as a knife when he saw Enzo and Nadia chatting happily. He quickly slipped between the two.

Nadia quickly moved to the side.

– Quentin, are you crazy?

There were so many places to sit, why did he have to squeeze in next to her?

He looked at her coldly and said:

– This is my seat to begin with.

Nadia couldn’t be bothered to chat with him so she moved straight to an empty seat.

Roxane drank her milk tea while watching the duo. Her eyes shone like she was watching a movie.

Sebastien lowered his head and whispered:

-Is she so beautiful?

Roxane nodded without thinking.

-Not only is she beautiful, but her personality is also good.

“The personality is good?”

Sebastian smiled.

-If you had seen how she was in the past, you would think she was a different person.

-How was she in the past? Roxane asked curiously.

Sebastien didn’t say anything. Instead, he glanced at Nadia, who sat across from him, silently.

Roxane was very curious. She pulled at the hem of his shirt and shook his hand, asking:

– Tell me, tell me, tell me…

The couple did not deliberately lower their voices, so Nadia, who was sitting nearby, heard their conversation. She pursed her lips before saying indifferently:

-Who didn’t like a few scum when they were young? Isn’t this just a dark story of a woman pretending to be virtuous in order to seek love?

Quentin’s expression immediately deteriorated as he said:

– Who are you calling scum? Plus, your kindness and restraint are all play!

He found his change truly incredible.

Nadia replied:

-If you think you’re scum, then you are scum.

-…

Roxane couldn’t help but laugh when she saw them bickering.

– Why are you laughing? Nadia asked.

Roxane explained:

-When I saw you two bickering, it reminded me of my brother and Jessi in the past. Jessi is my best friend.

Nadia didn’t say anything. Instead, she looked at Enzo.

Enzo felt his heart sink when he heard the word “Jessi.” He glanced at Roxane and asked:

– Why did you mention it?

Roxane looked resentful as she said:

– It’s because of you that my best friend is no longer here with me!

-It has nothing to do with me! Enzo said with a frown.

Nadia thought about it for a moment before saying with a smile:

-Young Master Alvarez, you have had many relationships over the years. You still don’t understand?

– Understand what?

Enzo looked at Nadia out of the corner of his eye as he crossed his legs.

Nadia was rendered speechless by Enzo’s unconsciousness. She turned to look at Roxane.

Roxane shook her head.

“Forget it. If I continue, I’ll only hurt Jessi’s self-esteem.”

Seeing this, Nadia didn’t say anything more. She only smiled and said:

“Young Master Alvarez, you should take care of yourself.

– Eh?

He looked perplexed.

Nadia played with her hair, saying lightly:

– In these circumstances, the story will end either with a route of slaps or a route of chasing the woman.

Enzo’s charming eyes narrowed as he spat,

– Crazy.

Nadia shrugged her shoulders and didn’t explain further.

Men were always in turmoil when they couldn’t get what they wanted. It was because they were loved too much that they understood neither fear nor pain.