Chapter 787 Be Together Again (4)

The air was still, but the fishing rod shook violently.

Before the man recovered, a fish came.

Without being in a daze for a second, Debbie lifted the fishing thread directly, only to find that it was still a little heavy. When the fish was caught, she finally let out a sigh of relief.

But the man beside her still made her unhappy.

"Since you don't want to answer my question, can you find another place to stay?"

'Don't waste your patience like this, okay?'

Baron didn't get up in silence. Maybe he didn't understand what she meant, or he just didn't want to explain. Anyway, he had nothing to do with it, but Debbie was pissed off.

"It's okay if you don't want to leave. I'll go by myself!" Debbie said, gritting her teeth.

Then she picked up the bucket on the side and stood up directly. Her eyes were so determined that he didn't know what to say.

Baron chuckled. When he was about to be glanced at by a sharp gaze, he grabbed Debbie's hand and shrugged helplessly.

He said insincerely, "I admit that I was wrong."

However, Debbie didn't want to leave. She just stared at the man and asked, "And then?"

That was not the only thing he wanted to say, and that was not the only thing he needed to say.

"Although I know I did something wrong, I still can't understand what you did. I will give you the freedom you need, but it depends on your own situation."

"Ha-ha, if you keep this attitude, we don't have to go on talking."

It depended on her own situation? It was just a little more pleasant to hear. Who knew if this bastard wanted to say that everything depended on his own mood.

However, this man was so lofty that she couldn't even find a justified reason to mock him.

Debbie said, "Baron, you're really something. You've put the acting into real life. I'm impressed."

She would have clapped her hands if her hands hadn'

, but after a short time, they became like this.

There were already many fish in the bucket.

Baron was in charge of fishing, and Debbie was in charge of boring counting. When she was about to count, Baron suddenly leaned over and said with a smile, "I have a question to ask you."

"What question?"

Baron quickly deleted the message he had just received, and then said calmly, "I just want to ask you what Consuela is thinking about."

He almost called her sister-in-law.

Debbie froze for a moment. "What?"

With an uneasy look on his face, Baron asked, "What do you think of the relationship between my cousin and Consuela?"

"I think... What's the use of my thought? "

"……" Baron kept silent. He suddenly felt that he wanted to beat her. "That's why I asked you. Do you know what she is thinking?"

"Consuela hasn't told me about it, but I think she still can't let it go."

She just couldn't let it go. So she didn't leave now.

There was no lack of pursuers behind her. Although there was no better man than Richie, there were some who were on par with him, and some who were more considerate and gentle than him.

But she didn't agree. It seemed that she had no other intention except for not letting go of this man.