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Chapter 208 She didn’t get what she had wanted
Chapter 208 She didn’t get what she had wanted
Joey was stunned. She had raised her hopes a moment ago while calling Allen, but Yolanda’s voice
has just hit her really hard, “How could it be you? Where is Allen? How did you get his phone?”
Yolanda sneered, “Why couldn’t it be me? I’m telling you, his phone is here because he’s here too. You
should know better than to bother us again if you’re a smart girl.”
She quickly hung up the phone.
Joey was left blank-minded and petrified with the phone in her hands.
After God knows how long, she suddenly got a text message.
She looked down at her phone dully and it was just a photo, a photo of Yolanda and Allen hugging
each other with no clothes on above their waists. Allen’s eyes were closed and he seemed to be
asleep. Yolanda’s eyes were wide open and she was looking at Joey through the screen with a
mocking smile on her face.
“Ah!” Joey let out a cry and slammed her phone against the wall.
Why? Why did it happen?
Why? Why are you doing this to me?
Joey was shaking and struggling helplessly, trying to get to her feet. She must get out of here. But
physically and mentally battered as she was, she lost her strength. Her knees felt weak and she fainted
on the floor.
Allen’s betrayal was a thousand times worse than the loss of her baby…
In the five-star luxurious hotel DoubleTree, when the morning sun shone down onto the bed through
those beautiful curtains, Allen woke up and opened his heavy eyelids to find himself in a strange
luxurious room. The memory of last night gradually came back to him.
Last night, he had gone to the Elsner Club to have a drink with Chance, but he had found Yolanda
instead. Then he drank a glass of wine Yolanda handed him, and the next second, he passed out…
Now he woke up and found himself in this room. But he couldn’t remember anything that had happened
after he lost consciousness.
He lifted the quilt and found himself in underpants. He didn’t dare to recall what had happened the night
before. All he could think of now was Joey’s face. He hadn’t gone home all night, what would she think
of it?
He couldn’t afford to stay for another second. He jumped out of bed, picked up his clothes on the floor
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Just then, Yolanda came out of the bathroom in her bathrobe. Her wet hair indicated that she had just
taken a shower.
She smiled and walked over to hug Allen from behind. She pressed her body against his and said
softly, “Allen, are you hungry? What would you like for breakfast?”
“Get your hands off me!” Allen put on his pants and buckled his belt. With a swing of his hand, he
violently pushed her away for several meters.
Caught off guard, Yolanda fell hard on the big messy bed, but she wasn’t angry at all. She propped her
head on one hand, and looked at Allen with a big smile on her face, saying mockingly, “Are you in such
a hurry to get to your engagement party with Joey?”
Allen had been buttoning his shirt. He suddenly turned around, rushed to her and clasped her chin with
his right hand. He was burning with anger, “Why would you have done that when you know I’m getting
engaged today?”
Her chin was hurting so much. It was the first time she had ever seen him so angry. As far as she could
remember, he had always been gentle and elegant. It turned out that he could be so pissed off.
She suddenly hated Joey very much, because Joey had taken all his love.
“Allen, I love you. I’ve done everything because I love you.”
She looked at Allen with teary eyes. He obviously had no affection for her, which was really hurtful.
He smiled coldly, “I hate schemes. Don’t sugarcoat your selfishness with love. You’ve changed. You’re
no longer the girl I used to know. I won’t change my mind even if something had happened last night,
because Joey’s the only woman I love. I only hate you now.”
He released his right hand and looked away. He grabbed his coat and left the room without the
slightest hesitation.
If something had happened to Joey because he hadn’t returned home last night, he would never
forgive Yolanda, his first girlfriend that he had really loved long ago.
“Allen…” Yolanda shouted at him as he was leaving. He didn’t look back.
“Allen Charles, I didn’t know you were such a cold-hearted man.”
She knew that she would never get him back. She was never a weak and defeatable girl. She slowly
sat up and looked at the door. Suddenly, she began to laugh hysterically, “Do you think she’ll still get
engaged to you if you hurry back to her now? In your dreams! No one else could get what I can’t get…
ha-ha…”