"Eunice is coming back? Why didn't I hear about it?" Bruce looked at the people present and finally looked at Jefferson. "Jefferson, did you know?"
"Am I supposed to know about her return?" mocked Jefferson lazily.
Adrienne choked and coughed, which attracted everyone's attention in an instant. She scratched her head embarrassingly. "How come I didn't hear about Eunice coming back either?"
"Drink your soup." Jefferson instinctively reached out his hand and patted Adrienne's back, trying to soothe her. "Does it have anything to do with you whether someone else comes back or not?"
"Why doesn't it have anything to do with me?" Adrienne thought.
Eunice Johnston was also a member of the seven of them, and she was always caring about Adrienne. She had gone abroad to study the year before, and she was finally coming back to reunite with them. How could it have nothing to do with Adrienne?
Adrienne didn't know why, but suddenly she felt flustered. She put down the bowl and spoon. "You guys should eat first. I'm going to the bathroom."
As soon as Adrienne left, everyone else looked at Jefferson and said, "Jefferson, we all know how Eunice feels about you. What are you going to do?"
Jefferson still had an indifferent attitude. "There are plenty of women who like me. Am I supposed to deal with them one by one?"
He was already very occupied by Adrienne. He had no time to deal with anyone else.
Why did they bother asking him what he planned to do? He had already told Eunice very clearly that he had no feelings for her, and he told her not to have any hopes.
"Haven't I done enough?" Jefferson thought.
Freya was worried and chimed in, "Jefferson, you can ignore it, but what about Adrienne? Don't forget, Adrienne and Eunice have been good friends since childhood. If she finds out about how Eunice feels about you, it'll be even harder for you to pursue her."
"I know what to do," answered Jefferson coldly. "Don't worry about it."
Freya added, "It's good that you know. I'm just afraid... Forget it, I'll go and check on Adrienne."
"Stop!" Jefferson stopped Freya and stood up. He strode to the bathroom, lit a cigarette by the door, and puffed two clouds of smoke. Then, he irritably put the cigarette out and went straight into the ladies' room.
Adrienne was washing her face in front of the sink. Seeing Jefferson suddenly barge in, she did not feel surprised. After all, it was not the first time for her to see him barge into the women's bathroom. "What are you doing?"
Jefferson stood beside her and looked at her pale face in the mirror. "Adrienne, I plan to announce that we have gotten married."
"Why would you do that? You don't want to be with the girl you like anymore?"
"You idiot!" Jefferson scolded.
Adrienne grabbed him anxiously and asked, "Jefferson, aren't you bored with this game of marriage yet?"
Game of marriage?
Did she really think that he was so free to play such a game with her?
Jefferson looked at her, hoping to see something different in her eyes, but he was let down. Except for anxiety, he did not see anything else in her eyes. He scolded her again, "Idiot!"
"I know that in your heart, I am an idiot who knows nothing, but why do you still have to announce our fake marriage-"
Before she finished her sentence, Jefferson suddenly kissed her. His kiss was just like his personality, overbearing and wild...
Just as Adrienne's mind was in a mess, Jefferson suddenly pushed her away and chided, "Idiot!"
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