Hearing Maria's string of curses on the other end of the line, Lawrence fell silent. It seemed he had interrupted them being intimate. He was amazed and amused all at the same time. Holding back his laughter, he said to James, "I'm so sorry! I'll...uh...let you get back to what you were doing. Bye!"
He was worried James wouldn't go to take care of Maria, so he made the phone call to prompt him. But his timing was so bad. He didn't do that on purpose. After hanging up, he burst into laughter.
James put his phone back into his pocket and looked back at the woman on the bed. He was stony-faced as always. "I'm out of here. Don't bother me again unless it's urgent." He realized he was close to losing it. He almost fell into Maria's trap.
Before leaving, he blocked her on WeChat while she watched.
Maria glared at him and said nothing.
"I think you need a man. I can find someone to help with this, if you want," he offered.
"Fuck off!" Maria threw a pillow at him. "You fucking asshole!"
The atmosphere was arctic, and the temperature actually seemed to drop. "Come again?"
"You heard me! So what now? Are you mad? Go ahead. Try and hit me."
The ceasefire had been broken, and now both sides squared off, ready for renewed conflict.
James stepped toward her menacingly. Maria threw off the quilt she used to cover her body and sneered. "Mr. Xi, you haven't gotten your rocks off either. Do you want to continue?"
He stopped. And he stared at her. Every inch of her naked body was exquisite. He couldn't hit her if he wanted to.
Finally, he turned and strode away in a hurry. She could tell the man was embarrassed.
It was over and things were back to normal. Maria threw herself on the bed, pulled the quilt over her face, and cursed Lawrence inwardly thousands of times.
She had almost managed to get James in bed, and failed. Now that he knew what she had in mind, he'd be on his guard. He wasn't dumb. He would keep his distance.
Maria failed, and it was time for Plan B.
When she was completely calm again, Maria knew the only way things would work was if she could keep her emotions in check. Now that James knew her plans, he would be even more heartless and determined to keep her from getting her way.
The first step was to keep calm, not let him rile her up. That way she could continue to get close to him again and she would have another chance.
But sadly, she seemed to have no other choice other than to use her womanly wiles. If she had to, she could. Maria had nothing to lose.
She'd made it through many times before; she'd do so again.
So what if the past was a loss? She could make the future better.
At least she had breakfast. She could at least be grateful to James for that. After her meal, Maria called Lawrence. "Are you busy now?"
"That was quick! So are the rumors true?" The rumor about James' premature ejaculation had spread throughout H City. At first, Lawrence couldn't believe it. But now...
"What are you talking about?" Maria was dumbfounded for a second, and then realized what he was referring to. She rolled her eyes and said, "Yeah. My plan failed, thanks to you, Mr. Lu. Your call ruined everything. Now I'm back to point A."
"I'm sorry." Lawrence made a sincere apology. He really believed what she said.
Maria chuckled, "You're so trusting. I'm just kidding. Your best friend is really a tough nut to crack. I haven't made any progress yet, so I need your help."
How could she blame Lawrence for that? If James really wanted her, he wouldn't be thrown off by a phone call.
"What can I do for you? How about I give James a roofie and deposit him in your bed?" The simplest and the most direct way.
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