Please Let Me Go

Chapter 130 Being Angry

Aadam poured another glass of wine for Adelaide. Seeing that she drained it without talking to him, he

was boring and poured a glass for himself. He liked tasting wine and the people tasting wine. Similarly,

he disliked people who used alcohol to dissipate sorrows and disliked cow drinking, but he didn't dislike

her. At this moment, in the country where his grandma was born, he suddenly understood the reason

why his grandma would say nothing was absolute.

Aadam raised his head and drank up the wine in a sigh like she did. The atmosphere between them

froze for a time due to the man far away from them and the woman in his arms.

Antonio fed some food to her. The woman cleverly had it stuck in teeth, got closer to him and used

index finger to rub his chest invitingly. The fingernail scratched over sensitive parts, making people

susceptible to her.

"You little bitch." Antonio kissed her forehead frivolously and peeped at Adelaide several times.

There were ladies in parties. Some of them were unwilling to flirt with middle-aged men and therefore

caused conflicts. So the organizers would hire some prostitutes to flirt with wealthy businessmen for

ladies.

This was a tacit rule. And these prostitutes were relatively better. Most of them were college students in

need of money or white-collar worker who lived from paycheck to paycheck. Compared with

professional prostitutes, they could be said to be looking for "boyfriends".

"Cling-clang!"

Adelaide's glass dropped on the floor, immediately attracting the attention of everyone. She smiled

apologetically, "I'm sorry to disturb you. I was just being careless."

After that she walked to the door as if she was fleeing. She had done a lot of embarrassing things, but

she was extremely frustrated at losing control of herself in his presence. Therefore, she lowered her

head, feeling as if thousands of people were staring at her.

Suddenly, someone seized her with great force. She turned around and saw Antonio's sullen face. She

swallowed hard with guilty conscience, "I...I just remembered that I have something to do, so I'm

leaving."

"Let me drive you."

Before Antonio could say anything, Aadam walked close to her quickly. He raised his eyebrows while

taking hold of Adelaide's hand and asked with care, "You silly girl, were you scared?"

She shook her head. Antonio pulled her a little harder and took Adelaide into his arms. He clung to her

shoulders tightly and politely put on a smile that was rarely seen on his face, "I don't need you to take

care of my wife."

He was always domineering, Adelaide thought to herself. And most of her anger was gone.

Finding that she didn't struggle, Antonio squinted and wanted to say something to Aadam. At this

moment, Adelaide pushed him away with great strength, stood with Aadam and turned around to avoid

seeing the wrinkles on his clothes.

Antonio was always meticulous and there would not be any trace on his shirt other than stitched lines.

The wrinkles on his clothes were made by that woman's finger and he didn't deal with it in time.

Aadam also saw that unordinary trace and couldn't help laughing out loud. He kindly reminded him,

"Mr. Antonio, it seemed that the cloth of your shirt isn't good."

This was really the problem of cloth. Some cloth wrinkled easily. If people did something like rolling up

sleeves, wrinkles appeared soon.

Hearing this, Antonio lowered his head and checked. At the first glance, he saw the wrinkles on his

clothes. There seemed to be a cherry-like dot fixed on the shirt, showing a small circle. He cursed

secretly. He just tried to annoy Adelaide and made her jealous, paying no attention to what that woman

had done to him. He almost blurted out subconsciously, "Adelaide, listen to my explanation."

He lowered his voice and grabbed Adelaide's wrist. People around them pretended to be chatting and

peeped at what was going on here from time to time. Things didn't turn well, but got worse. He could

nearly feel Adelaide's sneer and contempt for what he had said.

Explanation?

"I saw it. Was it also designed by Clarissa?"

When a woman got unreasonable, she really cared nothing about reason. It had nothing to do with

Clarissa. When it came to Clarissa, he was angry but helpless. He sighed resignedly. There was no

one to help him present. Antonio said humbly, "Let's go home. I will explain to you in detail."

The question is: would Adelaide listen to him? Obviously not. In order not to lose face any longer in

front of people around, she stretched out her other hand, forced Antonio to unclasp one finger after

another and then pulled out her wrist. She sniffed, "Aadam, remember last time that I said I would give

you my number if I met you again?"

He clearly knew that she deliberately said this because of anger, but just couldn't help chuckling to

himself. He took out his smartphone from his pocket and exchanged telephone number and social

media account with Adelaide in Antonio's presence.

"Last time?" Antonio was grave. His instinct told him that Adelaide was not talking about the time when

they were in the Aegean Sea. They must have contacted each other in private.

Adelaide nodded and said bluntly, "Yes, I went to the bar that night and encountered him. He was

drugged, so I took him to a nearby hotel..." After a pause, she deliberately said in an ambiguous way to

annoy Antonio, "and took care of him for one night." Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

As a matter of fact, she went home that night. Antonio didn't know which night she was talking about

without specific date.

Sure enough, Antonio's face darkened when he heard this. He gnashed his teeth and squeezed her

hand, as if trying to crush it, "Are you talking nonsense because you are mad at me holding other

people in arms just now?"

Antonio wasn't sure what he would do if Adelaide said no. He squinted his eyes that exuded threat,

staring at Adelaide as if he was looking at a natural enemy.

"We are all adults, so be mature, Antonio. What else do you expect when he had love philter?"

Adelaide gave Aadam a glance, hoping that he would not nail her lie at this moment. In Antonio's eyes,

it seemed that they were flirting. He couldn't help grab her hand harder.

She cried out in pain, "Ah, it hurts. Antonio, let go of me."

Antonio pulled Adelaide out without saying anything. It seemed that Adelaide would be dragged out

even if she refused to go. Aadam couldn't help running to them and pulled Adelaide with a hand after

hesitating for a while.

Seeing this, Antonio turned around and stared at Aadam like a furious tiger. Seeing that a "war" was

about to break out, Adelaide threw away Aadam's hand for some reason, "I'll go back with him. Leave

me alone."

It seemed that she said this out of worries for her lover. Antonio cared a lot about his reputation, so he

wouldn't quarrel openly with Aadam unless he was forced to. Seeing that he didn't take Adelaide's

hand any more, he controlled himself better as the minutes went by, as if doing so automatically.

He pulled her out of here without any pity for her. Seeing them head for the car from a distance, Bruno

opened the car door in advance. Antonio stuffed Adelaide into the car, causing her head to slam on the

window.