After I hung up the phone, Neil had already arrived.
His company seemed to be not far from here, so it didn't take him long to swing by.
"Neil, you finally showed up! I thought you were going to bail on us!" Kitty ran over excitedly and hugged his arm as soon as she saw Neil.
Neil, looking a bit peeved, brushed her arms off and said, "Let's just talk standing here. No need to hug."
It was at that moment that Kitty's friends finally recognized that her companion was Neil. They were all pretty shocked and couldn't help checking out this big shot from the business world that they'd heard so much about.
Kitty was unfazed by their surprise. Hands on her hips, she said, "Quit it. You're picking up the tab today, OK?"
To Neil, footing the bill was no biggie. He didn't answer, but no answer was as good as a yes. Kitty immediately told her friends, "Alright, eat and drink whatever you want today. We've got a free ride!"
I kept quiet, thinking about how to get out of there. When Kitty came over to say hi, I said, "Kitty, something came up at work. I gotta go handle it. Happy birthday!"
"Huh? Are you leaving before the cake? Is work really that urgent? Maybe you can stick around for a bit, and it's more fun with more people." Kitty seemed a bit disappointed.
I could tell Kitty loved a good time; her eyes were full of the desire for fun, and she made no attempt to hide it.
As for Neil, he was frowning, probably guessing that I was just making excuses to avoid him.
"I'll get you a gift for your next birthday. I'll have the cake next time." I smiled and replied.
Kitty pouted, "Well, alright then."
Since the birthday girl was OK with me leaving, I turned to go. Unexpectedly, Neil said, "I'll go pay the bill. You guys go ahead and eat."
He didn't even wait for Kitty's response; he just started following me.
Neil's going to pay the bill himself? Can't he just have someone else do it? I suspected he just wanted an excuse to follow me, so I quickened my pace.
Even though I was somewhat tall for a woman and walked fast, Neil had long legs and strode even faster, and he caught up with me in no time.
I was in high heels, and because I was walking so fast, I twisted my ankle. The pain was so intense I let out a yelp, "Ah!"
Then I started to lose my balance and almost fell over.
Neil caught me just in time. Thank God he was there, or else I would have made a fool of myself. Passers-by all turned to look.
"Thanks." I thanked Neil, gritting my teeth against the pain in my ankle.
"Why are you wearing high heels to a party?" Neil frowned, looking at the broken heel of my shoe.
I hobbled ahead, in no mood to respond to his question due to the pain, "I like wearing heels. It's none of your business."
I didn't get far before I twisted my other ankle. I sat down hard on the ground, the pain rendering me limp.
Since I was going out drinking with Stella and the gang today, I dressed up a bit and wore these thin heeled shoes. Normally it's fine, but when I'm in a rush, I just can't control myself.
A waiter came over, asking if I needed help.
"I'll be with her. I'll handle this." Neil walked over and easily dismissed the waiter.
I was hoping the waiter could help, but he actually listened to Neil and left.
Neil squatted down beside me, "Can you walk?"
What kind of question was that? Who could walk with a sprained ankle?
I didn't say anything. I took out my phone to text Stella, hoping she could come help me.
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