Chapter 122

Chapter 122

Both of them had a hint of emotion in their expressions.

“Cynthia and I haven’t gotten divorced yet, and I take care of her well,” Joshua said as he looked at the

person still playing with the porcelain discs, already decided on it. Then, he added, “I don’t have the

habit of sleeping with men.”

“Cynthia,” Mitchell called out.

Cynthia turned her head, her big watery eyes looking innocent and pure. “Hmm?”

Moses quickly melted.

Cynthia’s personality while drunk was no longer tough and mature, and she became his ideal type. If

they got too close, it would be easy for Moses to develop inappropriate feelings.

It was best to leave this matter to them.

“Do you want to sleep alone or with Joshua?” Mitchell always respected Cynthia’s decisions.

“I want to sleep with Bailey. So comfortable to hold,” Cynthia blurted out, her words sounded softer than

usual.

Joshua’s face darkened.

Who was Bailey again?

Mitchell raised his eyes and patiently reassured her. “Bailey isn’t here, so you can only choose between

sleeping alone or with Joshua.”

Joshua’s deep and unfathomable gaze involuntarily fell on Mitchell. He did not expect Mitchell to say

that. Most people in this situation would have asked if she wanted to sleep with him or Joshua,

What was Mitchell’s intention toward Cynthia?

“Then can I sleep with Ellora? She’s soft and easy to hold!” Cynthia only wanted a pillow to hug.

“I’ll ask her,” Mitchell said.

“Okay.”

Mitchell walked out with his phone.

Cynthia was still playing with the porcelain discs and did not even acknowledge Joshua standing next

to her.

When Ellora saw an unknown number, she instinctively hung up, but the person called back again.

Hence, she had no choice but to answer.

“Hello, who is this?”

“I’m Mitchell Cyrus. Is this Ellora Reynolds? Mitchell introduced himself politely.

“I am.”

Once Mitchell confirmed she was the right person, he asked if she was in Jiverton before giving the

address and explaining the situation.

The call ended five minutes later.

As he turned around, Mitchell saw Joshua standing not far behind him. However, he was not surprised

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and asked, “How may I help you, Mr. Neal?”

“What is your relationship with Cynthia?”

“We’re friends.”

“Who is Bailey?”

Joshua asked seriously, his tone deeper than usual. Just the thought of Cynthia sleeping and cuddling

with this person made Joshua feel uncomfortable. He knew it was her past and that he had no right to

Interfere, but he still wanted to know.

Mitchell smiled gently, pushing his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and looked toward Cynthia. “This

is something you should ask her personally.”

Joshua frowned.

Something he should ask her personally?

“You’ve been married for two years, and she never told you? Didn’t she say anything when she held

you?” Mitchell continued to take a stab at Joshua’s heart.

“This is our own business, and it’s not your place to know too much. If you’re interested in our

relationship, you should experience marriage for yourself.”

Mitchell smiled meaningfully and did not respond, sitting next to Cynthia and waiting for Ellora to arrive.

Joshua felt ignored. Soon, he remembered the first night they were married, when Cynthia hugged him

and commented on how firm his body was.

Since then, she had never hugged him again