Ex-husband, Please Respect Yourself
Chapter 126: Won't You Invite Me in for a Glass of Water?

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He simply refreshed her understanding of shamelessness. If he had just remembered it, had he been pretending to be amnesia or tinnitus for so many days before?

She raised her hand and pressed the temple and she almost fainted with anger. She calmed her breath and her voice trembled, "You, you, now that you think of it, get out of here at once!" Immature! Funny! She even accompanied him to play such a boring game, she was crazy!

Tyrone looked down at her, she looked angry like a wild cat with its hair blown apart. Now she was more charming and lovely than the gentle and clever one before. Although he was unwilling to divorce, he also found that there were more worldliness with her now than ever before.

He could not help curving his lips, he raised his hand and patted her on the top of her head. There was a gentle illusion in his voice, "You go in, I'm leaving."

Cathy was stunned, when she looked up and saw his deep and baking-hot eyes, most of her anger disappeared in an instant.

She bit her lip slowly, "You...... When did you arrive tonight?"

Cathy had some frustration in her heart. A word or two that the man casually said always softened her heart.

"An hour ago."

No, exactly three hours ago, just when she usually left work, but he didn't expect that she even accompanied James Franklin to dinner in the evening.

Cathy tightened her lips and turned her head and looked at the door of her apartment. She hesitated and said coldly, "Come in and sit down for a while. My parents should be asleep and you need to keep your voice down."

After that, she went over and took the key out of her bag and opened the door.

But when she opened the door, she reacted shamefully. Why did she invite a man into the room in the middle of the night? Isn't she set the wolf to keep the sheep?

She turned quickly and blocked the door. She said stiffly and embarrassingly, "That...... Tyrone, I just remember that your apartment is not in this community? I think you'd better go back. It's too late."

The man thought it was funny and he looked at her and said, "Don't you invite me in for a cup of hot water? I've been waiting for you in the cold wind for so long."

"Who told you to wait?" Cathy's face was stiff again and her tone was very bad, "It's only a few minutes from here to your house. Do you have to drink this glass of water?"

Tyrone did not care whether he could go in or not, nor did he think she would let him in. He just laughed and said casually, "This month is going to be over again. Tomorrow I will accompany you to the hospital for examination."

The expression on Cathy's face changed slightly, "This week, I have something to do this week. I'll go next week."

The man said calmly, "I'm not sure if I have time next week. Let's go this week." Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

It would be better if you didn't have time, Cathy thought to herself.

"But I'm busy this week, next week or next month." Her voice was firm.

Tyrone stared at her tranquilly for a while. He seemed to read her mind. Then he put his hands into his pants pockets and squinted and smiled, "The hospital you go to is open 24 hours a day. You can make an appointment at any time, or I can make an appointment for you."

Cathy's face turned black, her pink lips pressed tightly, she suddenly not angry, after a while, she cruelly gnash her teeth, "Don't bother, I can make an appointment."

"Well, dear, you go to bed and get up early tomorrow, I'll wait for you."

Tyrone said quietly and did not give her a chance to refute, then he turned to leave.

Cathy stood behind him, although she could not see his face, but she vaguely could feel he was smiling, it seemed that her mind had been read through by him from beginning to end.

This feeling of being seen through by others was really uncomfortable.

She looked at the figure of the man who had gone away, and suddenly a bright light flashed through her eyes.

The next morning, at eight o 'clock, Tyrone figured it was time for her to get up, he put on his coat and made a phone call to her.

The phone over there was put through in a few seconds, which made him feel surprised.

Before he could calm down, the person answering the phone made a voice, "Mr.Raman, Cathy is checking up. She can't answer the phone for the time being. Just tell me what you want to say." Tyrone,

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