GoodReadKaren was seething, her temples throbbing with frustration. "What if | get a new phone? | can still log onto WhatsApp." "Then I'll smash another one!" Jeffrey's voice boomed.
Who could stand being taunted by Karen like this? Especially Jeffrey Turner, a man who was usually treated like royalty by women. How could he stand such humiliation? Karen rubbed her temples, trying to soothe the pounding headache.
She had seen women cling to trust-fund heirs before, but never had she seen one so persistent! "You're being completely unreasonable,” she exploded.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSensing the tension, Langston hurried over to Jeffrey, taking his hand in an attempt to ease the situation. "Mr. Turner, do you like Aunt Karen?" "I do not! She's a flirtatious woman!" Karen didn't want to respond. But unfortunately, little Abigail overheard.
She tilted her head, her big eyes blinking in confusion. "Aunt Karen, what does ‘flirtatious’ mean? Is that a type of flower?" Karen was at a loss for words.
"Is that man saying you're like a flower?" "He can't say anything nice, Abigail. Promise Aunt Karen you'll never deal with men like him. Men who get angry when they can't get what they want!" Karen was more upset about her phone than anything else. She had just bought it not long ago.
Holding Langston in his arms, Jeffrey stepped closer to Karen. "Everett and Dorothy are about to land. I'll let the phone go. I'll have it delivered to your parent's place. Just delete that guy after you get it." "l won't delete him," Karen stated defiantly.
Soon Dorothy would be back, and Karen would have someone to back her up. Jeffrey wouldn't dare lay a finger on her! She knew that once Dorothy heard about this, she would tell Everett and Jeffrey would be the one to suffer.
"What, you want to make a scene in front of him?" Jeffrey didn't mind putting on a show.
In the end, it wouldn't be him who'd be embarrassed, but Karen would.
"Good luck finding out who he is first!" With that, Karen stood up, scooping Abigail into her arms, and headed toward the arrivals gate.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJeffrey clenched his jaw in frustration.
Langston tugged at his shirt. "Mr. Turner, you can’t act like this! You should learn from my dad." "Learn from your dad? It took him over a decade to win her over. Am | supposed to follow that?" "What?" "The worst at chasing girls is your dad! Always with that slow-boil approach. One day, the frog's going to hop away and he'll be left with regrets!” Langston pouted, pondering for a moment before replying, "My mom's no frog." "It's just a metaphor!" "Well, she's not!" "Alright, alright, she isn't." Everett and Dorothy made their way through the VIP exit, stepping off the plane before anyone else.
From a distance, Dorothy spotted Karen holding her daughter and Jeffrey with her son.
Surprisingly, the scene looked harmonious.
Dorothy was about to hurry over when she felt the large hand holding hers tremble slightly.
She looked up to see Everett's gaze fixed on Abigail, his jawline taut.
Was he nervous? "Abigail loves sweets. A little candy can win her over," Dorothy reassured him gently, patting his hand. "She must really like you after all the treats you've given her." Everett looked down at her. "Dorothy, | still owe her five dollars.” "What?" "I didn’t know she's really my daughter. Yours and mine."
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