Upon noticing how quiet Arielle had become, Jason thought she must have begun questioning her relationship with Vinson.
He continued adding fuel to the fire. “We've been out for hours, but where's Vinson? Has he come to look for you? He didn't even bother to call! Do you think he cares for you? It takes a man to know a man. Vinson wouldn't have hugged another woman and brought her home if he really cares for you. That man is a scumbag!”
Arielle knitted her brows. “I know you're saying this because you're worried about me, but please don't badmouth Vinson. I know what kind of man he is, and he's definitely not a scumbag!”
“Really? Do you think so?" Jason squinted his eyes. “Do you think a rich man like him would remain faithful to just one woman? If he really loves you, he would have called you by now. Where is he and has he called you?”
“He didn't call me because he couldn't reach me.”
“What does that even mean? Did he lose his phone? Or is there a signal problem nationwide?” Jason sneered.
Arielle could not explain it to Jason, as she could not reveal Vinson’s plan to a stranger. She frowned and said, “I may have viewed you as a friend, but please don't cross the line, Jason.”
Jason's expression darkened, and he was at a loss for words for a moment. “Fine! Live in your fantasy for all I care! You've placed your trust on the wrong man, and you're gonna regret this!”
The color drained out of Arielle's face. “Stop the car!”
Jason steered the car to the side and parked beside the curb.
The moment Arielle stepped out of the car and closed the door, Jason sped off without hesitation.
Jason was mad at Arielle, and so was Arielle.
She appreciated Jason's concern, but she did not need him to cross her boundaries.
Since he had dropped her in the city center, it wouldn’t be difficult for her to get a cab.
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