GoodRead"Any reward for the winner?" Raymond turned back and looked at her. Under the sunlight, he looked less apathetic and more refined.
Scarlett thought for a moment and asked," Any suggestions?" Raymond looked at her and voiced his thought, "If | win, you'll callhubby from now on." He paused, "If you win, | will call you wifey." Scarlett was amused. "Either way, you're the one to benefit." What was the point of this bet? He occasionally called her wifey anyway.
Met with her disapproval, Raymond corrected his suggestion. "If you win, I'll promise you one thing." Scarlett looked at him, arched her brow, and asked, "Anything?" "Yeah, anything." "Deal." Scarlett hadn't cup with one yet, but life was long. She would have enough tto think about it.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHalf an hour later.
Scarlett watched Raymond's last ball slowly enter the hole and curled her lips to smile. "Okay, you won." As soon as she finished her speech, Raymond cup and said, "You lost, wifey.” Scarlett's face burned. She looked into his dark eyes, pursed her lips, and said, "Hubby.
It was not that difficult, but a little awkward.
Scarlett turned her head sideways, too embarrassed to make eye contact with Raymond.
"What would you like to eat tonight, wifey?" He enjoyed it and called out again.
Scarlett blushed up to her ears and replied, "All fine with me." "Private cuisine?" "Sounds good." Scarlett and Raymond stayed at the golf course for about two hours. At around six o'clock in the evening, they left for the restaurant where Frank had reserved a booth.
It should be noted that Frank was as considerate as Katherine. He had ordered both Raymond's and Scarlett's favorite dishes.
The restaurant was not located downtown. Renovated from a private house, it boasted a nice environment. Even the restroom looked elegant.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmScarlett looked at herself in the mirror. Her light makeup had almost worn off, but she didn't bother to refill it.
Retracting her gaze, Scarlett pulled out a piece of tissue, dried her hands, threw it into the trash can, and cout of the restroom.
Then she accidentally bumped into someone.
"Sorry." It was a woman who had been bending her face over the screen of her phone. Scarlett failed to notice the comer because her attention had been attracted by the paintings on the wall. As a result, they bumped right into each other.
It was neither party's fault. Scarlett said sorry simply because she didn't like to waste ton trivial matters.
However, the other party was relentless. She looked up at Scarlett and spat, "Are you blind? If my reaction were not fast, | would have been knocked over. Do you think a verbal apology is good enough? You hurt me!" Scarlett cocked her brow and reasoned, "If you had watched where you were going instead of playing with your phone, | think we wouldn't have bumped into each other."
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