Chapter 1121: Chapter 1126

Chapter 1126 Do you think my house is a garbage dump Knowing that Jayden didn’t like Paul coming to see her, yet she let Paul carry him upstairs. If Jayden found out…

Just by putting herself in Jayden’s shoes, Eva felt like she’s being unreasonable. She quickly pushed Paul away and created some distance between them.

“It’s chilly at night, I’ll find him a blanket and then leave.”

Paul walked over to the couch and casually grabed a blanket to cover J with. He did it so carelessly that the blanket even covered his entire face.

Eva glared at Paul, walked up to Jayden, removed the blanket, and opened two windows to keep the room ventilated before leaving.

Paul saw that she’s not planning on staying and slowly regains some color back in his face.

The two of them walked side by side in the dimly lit residential area, their backs gradually disappearing into the distance.

Paul, who was walking in front, slowed down every time they Do you think my house is a ga…

turned a corner, waiting for the figure behind him to catch up before continuing.

After walking out of the residential area, they were supposed to go their separate ways and drive their own cars, but when Eva got into her car, Paul knocked on her window.

“I’ve been drinking and can’t drive. Can you give me a ride?”

Eva rolled her eyes at him.

“Then how did you get here just now?”

“There were no police officers on the road just now.”

“It’s the same now if you go back.”

She ignored him, fastened her seat belt, and started the car.

But his hand reached into the car window and quickly pressed the unlock button.

Before she could lift her head, the back door was opened and Paul’s tall figure quickly squeezed into the cramped car.

Eva’s car was a BMW Mini, quite small, and the bulky man sitting inside looked particularly ridiculous.

“I bought you a car, why are you still driving this junk? It’s so crowded.”

Do you think my house is a ga… 3/4 Paul hunched his back, looking disdainful.

“If you feel it’s crowded, then go drive your own car.”

His sports car wasn’t any more spacious than her small BMW.

When she told him to go drive his own car, he obediently shut his mouth.

As they drove, Paul, who was sitting uncomfortably, couldn’t help but grumble:

“Next time, drive the car I bought you. This car is too old.”

Eva looked at him through the rearview mirror.

“The car you bought me, and the things you gave me, I packed them all up and sent them back to your house.”

After Paul had a disagreement with Eva in the capital city, he went directly abroad and did not know that she had returned everything he had given her.

Now, hearing her say this, his heart skipped a beat, and the expression that had finally relaxed gradually became overshadowed by anger.

“Do you think my house is a garbage dump?!”