Chapter 640 Her Phone (2)

The woman suddenly fell silent on the other end of the phone. It seemed that the more she said, the less valuable it was. Just like now, the man she loved most was talking to her in the most strange and cold tone, but she could not find any words to refute.

"If you call me just to let me hear your breath, then hang up." Tristan had always been impatient, or perhaps he had no patience for anyone else except Consuela. After saying that, he was about to hang up.

"Don't..."

She called all the international calls that Tristan had left at every house abroad and finally heard the familiar voice. How could Angie let him hang up so easily? Wouldn't her efforts in the past few days be in vain?

"Anything else?" Tristan raised his head and looked at his watch. It was already twelve o'clock. The lunch was not prepared yet. He didn't know if Consuela was hungry or not. "If not, hang up. I have something else to do."

"Tristan, no matter what you think of me, I had helped you a lot before. Can't you listen to me? Are you so stingy that you don't even want to give me the chance? " Although Angie knew what kind of person Tristan was, she didn't expect that he was so heartless and he didn't care about the time they were together at all. It was her own wishful thinking.

Tristan frowned slightly. He had never had a good impression of Angie. The reason why they had been together for so many years was that he could use her love for him to help him get what he wanted.

Now that he had decided to leave that circle completely, he didn't want to see anyone in that circle, even if it was a group he had personally established.

But no matter what, Angie had helped him a lot. He was not so cruel as to be stone hearted. "What do you want to say? Say it quickly."

"Tristan, you haven't missed me for so many days, have you? Even if... Just a little." Angie bit her lips and waited quietly fo

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

erature." Tristan followed Consuela's advice and kept saying.

"The narcissist is really terrible." Consuela shook her head. After saying that, the smile on her face froze.

She clearly remembered this sentence. She once said it to Richie, but she didn't expect that Richie would hurt her so badly in the end.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Consuela didn't look well, Tristan asked.

Consuela put the dishes on the plate and shook her head. "Nothing. I just thought of something."

Noticing the unnatural look on her face, Tristan knew that she had thought of something, so he didn't ask any more. He reached out for the plate and said, "It's useless to think too much. Let's eat. There are some books about architecture in the study. You can read them when you are free this afternoon. I'll take care of Richelle."

"Are you supporting my dream?" Raising her eyebrows, Consuela asked.

Tristan smiled and said, "Although I can't build the main building of dream for you, it's okay to add more bricks to your dream."

"Well, so should I thank you for your bricks, Mr. Tristan? Or... Do you want to use these bricks to get some money?" With a sly smile, Consuela looked like a fox.

"Your proposal sounds good. I can think about it." Tristan nodded happily.