Purchased A Mr. Right

Chapter 1893

Wilson put his hands into the pockets of his trousers.

With the help of this action, he shook off Abby's hand on his sleeve.

Tina pursed her lips.

Wilson's voice was gloomy and hoarse. "It's cold outside. Tina, go back!"

There seemed to be tears in Tina's eyes, making them hazy. "Wilson, you said that you would take me home on New Year's Eve to formally visit your parents. You also said that you would marry me! Will you go back on your promise?"

Wilson's eyes were full of mixed emotions. "Just think of me as an unfaithful man."

Tina clenched her fists and asked him in a choked voice, "Don't you want me or Isla?"

When it came to Isla...

Wilson stiffened, as if something was pressing on his chest and lungs, making it difficult for him to breathe smoothly.

He spoke in a low voice, "After we break up, I won't compete with you for the right to raise Isla. You can continue to live in the No.1 Luxurious Residence. It can be regarded as the break-up fee. Every month, I will also pay child support!"

These words seemed to have been written and arranged in advance.

Tina's heart fell into the ice cellar.

She finally understood that Wilson was determined to break up with her.

Their eyes met. She had once thought that they would be together forever, but now they were looking at each other in the distance.

Tina blinked her eyes, trying to hold back her tears. She said stubbornly again, "Wilson, let me ask you one last time. Are you sure you want to break up with me?"

Wilson replied, "Yes."

Tina's eyes darkened. "Have you thought about it? Once you break up with me, if you go back it in the future, I won't agree anymore!"

Behind the glasses, Wilson's long and narrow eyes were deep and complicated. One couldn't read his eyes.

He hesitated but still nodded. "Yes, I've made up my mind."

Tina's heart, that had fallen into the cold cellar, was hit by something heavy again. It was so painful that all the bones in her body seemed to be broken.

She laughed bitterly. "Okay, I'm sure you're going to break up this time. I agree!"

Tina turned around and left.

When she reached the side of the road, footsteps sounded behind and she felt warm on her shoulders.

There was a glimmer of light in her gloomy eyes. She turned around subconsciously and saw a black suit. It was not Wilson.

Tina was stunned. "Dylan?"

Her heart was filled with disappointment.

Dylan nodded and pulled her wrist, pointing to the white car that was almost integrated with the snow. "Tina, it's me. Get in the car first. I'll send you back!"

Tina did not refuse and got into the car with him mechanically.

After Dylan entered the company and helped Aspry manage the Koo's Group, he had changed his image. He was no longer the pianist who wore a performance suit and played piano every day. Instead, he became the president of the company who wore a black suit every day.

He seemed to be calmer.

But he was still the same as he used to be. There was no smile on his handsome face.

In the past, Dylan only faced piano keys and notes. Now, he faced an endless pile of documents and contracts every day, as well as all kinds of social activities in the business field.

Just like Wilson, he just finished the social activities.

When he came out of the club next door, he saw them.

Tina fastened her seat belt and watched him start the car, saying in a hoarse voice, "Dylan, did you hear that just now?"

"Yes!" Dylan nodded.

They were outside. Originally, he wanted to go over and greet them, but when he got closer, he found that the atmosphere was not right.

Dylan wanted to avoid it, but he was still worried. He stood next to them and heard them talking about breaking up.

Tina lowered her head and felt pain in her chest. "Do you have time to have a drink with me?"

Dylan said, "Yes!"

The white car disappeared into the night.

Wilson slowly withdrew his eyes, and his expression froze. He walked stiffly down the stairs. NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

Abby caught up from behind and tried to pull his suit sleeve again. "Wilson, you are afraid that Tina will know it, so you want to distance yourself from her and let her leave you. I can help you!"

Wilson pushed her away fiercely.

There was bone-chilling coldness in his eyes behind the glasses. "Get away!"

Wilson strode into the car.

The car door closed and he leaned against the back of the chair. His arms tightened as if they would twitch in the next second.

Noticing that something was wrong with his expression, Terry asked with concern, "President Chin, what's wrong with you?"

Wilson's face was pale, as if he was trying his best to control something. He ordered stiffly, "Terry, do as I say..."

Dylan did not send Tina home, but took her to a bar as she asked.

It was not a noisy nightclub, but a quiet bar. There was no dancing floor, only slow music and dim lights.

Tina and Dylan sat on the high-heeled chairs in front of the bar counter.

There was a bartender inside, who was making cocktail. In front of Tina, there were several bottles of wine. She was also making cocktail by herself, imitating the bartender.

She was drunk and her cheeks were as red as rouge.

Tina's eyes were the best-looking and clear, as if they were not stained with the dust of the world. After getting drunk, she was even more beautiful, making it difficult for people to look away.

However, there was sadness in the depths of her eyes.

Dylan and Tina knew each other when they were young. They had gone through a long time together. Tina seldom drank wine. Even if they had parties in private, she only drank little beer.

She wouldn't pick strong alcohol to drink like she did now.

Tina picked up the third glass. When Dylan reached out to stop her, she said, "Dylan, since you saw it, I don't need to explain anything to you. I'm sad tonight and want to drink. Don't stop me!"

Dylan stopped.

He withdrew his hand, clenched his fist, and smashed it on the bar counter. "I'll teach him a lesson for you!"

As he spoke, he was about to get up.

Tina grabbed him.

Dylan's chest was pounding and he was in a bad mood. He really wanted to stand up for her.

He withdrew was not only because Tina loved Wilson, but also because of Wilson's feelings for Tina.

Dylan could tell that they were in love with each other.

Therefore, he let go of his obsession with this relationship and let go of himself.

But now, Wilson had betrayed her.

Dylan smashed his fist on the bar counter again and said angrily, "What's wrong with Wilson? He broke up with you just like that. He doesn't love you anymore? What's wrong with Abby and him? I just saw them standing together. Did he change his mind? He is a bastard! He betrayed you!"

He did not forget that there was a engagement between Wilson and Abby.

Tina shook her head gently and said softly and firmly, "He won't change his mind."