Purchased A Mr. Right

Chapter 1892

On the weekend, Isla did not need to go to kindergarten, nor did Tina have to go to work.

She had planned to go to the studio in the south of the city, but she was not in the mood, so she gave up.

In the afternoon, Isla took a nap. When Tina coaxed her to sleep, she also fell asleep and slept for two hours. Her mood was just like the weather, depressing and dull.

What Wilson asked Terry to pass to her last night was not a casual message.

He did not intend to see her now. He deliberately did not pick up her phone and return to the No.1 Luxurious Residence. It was not easy for Tina to see him. However, Terry told her that they would go to a high-end club to have social engagement at night.

At dinner time, Tina said, "Isla, I won't sleep with you tonight. You'll sleep alone!"

Isla blinked her eyes and said in surprise. "Is Dad coming back tonight?"

Tina hesitated and said, "I'm not sure yet..."

Isla smiled and taught her like an adult. "Dad is very busy. We have to understand him!"

Tina forced a smile. "Okay, I got it."

After dinner, she changed her clothes and went out.

Since last night, the snow had been falling one after another. It didn't stop until this afternoon. There were many snowplows on the street, and there was a traffic jam.

Tina urged the driver to drive faster.

Terry sent a message, saying that their social activities were about to end.

At this time, in a high-end club.

In a spacious private room, the smell of smoke and alcohol filled the air. This was the most suitable place for business.

There were both men and women sitting on the sofa.

Wilson was wearing a black suit and glasses. Even if he was sitting in the corner with legs crossed, he was the most insignificant existence.

All the men present were accompanied by beautiful women, except him.

On his left was sitting a male president, and on the right was Terry.

It wasn't that women didn't wanted to get close to him, but he rejected them all.

The women were also very sensible. They had all heard that President Chin had a girlfriend and had a good relationship with her, so they didn't think too highly of themselves.

Opposite him, Abby was also there.

After she officially began her work in Amery's Group, she often attended such a social event.

When he just entered the room, Wilson saw her.

However, like before, he would not say hello to her and would deliberately ignore her.

At this time, Wilson didn't even give a look at her.

Wilson and the president next to him picked up their glasses and clinked them.

The cooperation for the next quarter had been almost discussed.

Wilson put down his glass, and the pain of being bitten by thousands of ants suddenly came.

His entire body went rigid, as if he was trying his best to hold back, blue veins popping out from the corners of his forehead.

Wilson said quickly, "Sorry, I'm going to the washroom!"

He stumbled out of the room.

Abby, who was sitting opposite them, also got up and followed him out.

The men's washroom door was locked from the inside. The tap was turned on, and the sound of the rushing water was heard.

In the mirror, Wilson saw a pale face with red eyes.

He pressed his hands tightly on the sink. The marble was cold, but his body was colder. His soul seemed to have been pulled away. His knees went soft, and he knelt on the ground.

Wilson desperately tried to suppress the pain in his heart. He almost went crazy, as if he had fallen into a desperate situation.

He was struggling, trying hard to maintain the consciousness and reason that was being destroyed.

After a long while, the washroom door was pushed open.

Wilson walked out slowly, looking dejected. He had washed his face with cold water.

Next to him, a soft female voice sounded. "Wilson!"

Wilson turned a blind eye.

There were only the two of them in the corridor.

Abby caught up with him, her high heels knocking on the ground. She lowered her voice and said, "I have seen your abnormality. In the past, when we were studying abroad, there was a blonde girl in my dormitory. I have seen her many times when she was addicted to drugs..."

Wilson suddenly stopped, turned around, and stared at her with a gloomy look.

"Wilson, don't worry. I won't tell anyone. I promise!" Abby said in a hurry. She walked closer to him and looked at him softly with her beautiful eyes. "Wilson, I just want to tell you that I can help you. I..."

Wilson interrupted indifferently, "I don't need it!"

He left coldly.

The road was covered by heavy snow and ice, which was very slippery. Tina spent a lot of time arriving at the club.

When she got out of the car and was about to go in, Wilson just came out of the club.

Their eyes met and they couldn't help but fall silent.

Wilson glanced at Terry, who was next to him. Terry avoided his eyes with a guilty conscience, and then nodded sensibly. He took the car key and went to get the car.

Tina clenched her hands into a ball.

Wilson stood on the steps, while she was standing off the steps. They were not far away from each other, but they seemed to be separated by thousands of miles.

"Why are you here?" Wilson frowned deeply. Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

"I'm looking for you!" Tina said.

She looked at him with her clear eyes.

Tina knew that this was very humble, but she couldn't bear to part with him. She could only put down all her dignity. "Wilson, do you really want to break up with me?"

"Yes." Wilson nodded.

He didn't hesitate.

Tina's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

The club was quite close to the street, where workers were sweeping the snow.

The workers casually put the tool on the cart which was full of snow. When they were in a hurry to the next place and passed Tina, the tools exposed outside accidentally hit her.

Tina was knocked down and fell to the ground.

She was wearing a down jacket, so she did not feel any pain when she fell. However, her palm was scratched.

Tina raised her eyes and looked at Wilson, who was still standing there.

Sorrow and grievance welled up from the bottom of her heart.

Wilson's big hand was hanging down, and the blue veins on the back of his hand were bulging, but he still didn't intend to go forward to help her.

In the past, as long as she was slightly injured, Wilson would definitely rush over with anxiety and distress in his eyes.

The worker behind her helped her up and apologized repeatedly.

Tina shook her head and said that she was fine.

She looked over again. Wilson's eyebrows and eyes were so handsome, but his face was very pale. The dark circles seemed to be more darker than yesterday, and there was a layer of cold sweat on his temples.

Even in such a case, Tina was still very worried about him.

When she was about to say something, Abby suddenly appeared in her sight.

Abby walked up to Wilson in a dignified manner. After glancing at Tina, she stretched out her hand gracefully and pulled Wilson's sleeve. "Wilson!"

Tina's eyes fell on her hand as she frowned.