Chapter 137 Dealing With The Rival In Love (5)

"Nothing. I'm in a good mood now," Consuela replied.

However, the tiredness on her face was evident. She could not answer but smiled dryly and left with Debbie.

She didn't like shopping at all. It seemed like an uninterested shopping spree. But when Consuela met her unfaithful husband, she didn't have the guts to confront him face to face. It was indeed a disappointing shopping spree.

She wanted to escape, but fate made her have nowhere to escape.

The two turned around through a long corridor, trying to take the elevator to the exit. When the elevator door opened, there were four people in it.

As the saying goes, enemies were destined to meet. Richie inadvertently looked up and met the woman with a long face.

The elevator door slowly closed because of time. Debbie, who had just stepped in, lifted her foot and looked at the two people, wondering what she should do next.

When the door was about to close, a hand suddenly stretched out from inside. In the eyes of the other three people calmly, Richie asked, "you don't want to come up?"

The tone was a little bit familiar. It was obvious that he had an attitude that was supposed to treat an acquaintance, and she was not an ordinary acquaintance.

When Consuela was about to say something, the girl who had held the man's arm asked abruptly, "do you know this lady?"

The man nodded. But he didn't give her any introduction.

Consuela sneered secretly and shook her head. "No, thanks. We want to go shopping today."

With that, she took the woman who was standing there in silence and left.

It was the first time that she had met a man as shameless as him, who was so calm and arrogant in front of his wife to show his appearance with another woman.

Debbie's hand was grabbed again. She was grabbed in the same place. She could not shout for help but flushed silently.

When she was unconscious, she quickly asked, "Where are we going?"

'Does she really go shopping? Besides, her face is so long that it seems like she isn't able to enjoy it very much, ' she thought to herself.

With a sneer, Consuela let go of the w

icked the woman's palm. It was so itchy that she immediately loosened her hand that had covered his lips.

"I don't care how you feel right now. Get up and get the hell out of here." Debbie called softly to the man, and her eyes swept to the door from time to time.

It was easy to see through her guilty and nervous expression. Baron Gu got up obediently, picked up the clothes neatly folded up on the bedside table and began to put them on as if no one else was around.

His expression and eyes were always faint, and thick darkness, making it hard to tell whether he was angry or not.

Debbie sat at the head of the bed and bit the apple, as if she was enjoying the music.

When she noticed that the well-dressed man was looking at her, she still lowered her eyebrows and said, "don't ask anything. Get out of here quickly."

This result didn't please Baron Gu at all. He sat down next to her and stared at the woman who was eating an apple restlessly. "Is there a man with you at home? And you don't want me to find him?"

Debbie, who had been guilty all the time, was startled by when the man was close to her. She took a bite at the apple core.

She frowned and explained impatiently, "The friend you met last time. I beg you. Please go quickly."

With his eyebrows tightly knitted, Baron Gu came close to Debbie, with a bit of grievance on his handsome and white face, "Am I so shameful?"