Chapter 749

Abigail replied, "Okay!"

In any case, from all aspects, she did not hate Anson.

Graciella was right. In fact, this man was not bad. He was much more considerate and warmer than Joziah.

Anson said, "Alright, Abby, I'll definitely pick you up on time."

After Anson sent the message, he couldn't believe that it was real. Abby was not angry with him anymore, and she even promised to let him pick her up, which was simply wonderful.

For Abby, this was an extremely difficult decision.

Anson glanced at Adonis who was driving, raised his eyebrows and smiled smugly, "Adonis, I feel that I'll have a girlfriend very soon."

Adonis moved his lips. He could only admit defeat and make no complaint.

'Alas! Actually, I am quite envious of you. I've been hiding something from you. In fact, I dated with someone a few days ago." After Adonis said this, he glanced at him with innocent eyes, as if his heart had been hurt.

Anson looked at him and asked anxiously, "Who is her? Do I know her?"

Adonis said, "You don't know her. I didn't expect that her family would disagree, especially her husband. He was so cruel that he almost crippled me."

"Ahem..." Anson was shocked by his words and started coughing, "Adonis, are you serious? Why do you have such a poor taste? How dared you date with a married woman?"

Adonis's face was full of bitterness as he said helplessly, "Of course I'm serious. My mom met her in the market. She insisted that she didn't get married and asked me to go on a blind date. However, she had a husband. Her husband chased after me and wanted to beat me with a stick. I'm so so miserable."

Anson was rendered speechless.

"Adonis, Aunt Church really surprises me. As long as she meets a strange woman, she introduces her to you."

"Isn't it just? She's afraid that I'll be single at your age. In that case, she wouldn't be able to have a grandson."

Anson didn't speak.

Was he very old?

He was stunned. Why did Adonis have to say this?

"Oh! Adonis, it seems that I'm only two years older than you. Your words make me feel that I'm already forty years old!"

Adonis laughed, "But you're older than me indeed, aren't you? However, why do I always have no girlfriend? I like to flirt with girls, but they disappear after getting a sum of money from me."

"Ha-ha..." Anson laughed at him, "Have you asked them how many boyfriends they used to have?

Or have you asked them if they are virgins?"

Adonis's face was full of shock, "How do you know this? I just want to have a girlfriend who is simple and pure, but they were all angry with me after hearing my questions."

"So, you look not bad, but you have the heart of a beast. You're young but you know how to scare others. Girls won't date with you as long as they see your face." Anson smiled teasingly. He knew Adonis's temper very well.

The lights were red, and Adonis braked suddenly and looked sideways at Anson, "Hey! you won't feel happy if you don't tease me or deal me a blow, right? You're simply too annoying and you talk too much!"

Anson laughed, "But I'm better than you. Adonis, you have to believe that you won't be able to have a girlfriend in your current state." "Shut up. If girls have never met scums, how can they get married casually? No man can become a husband for no reason." Adonis was unwilling to give up. He did not believe that he could not have a girlfriend.

"Haha..." Anson laughed happily when he heard that, "Adonis, you've finally admitted that you're a scum."

Adonis was speechless.

Had he said that he was a scum?

"Anson, I think you should check your ears. You can't even understand my implication. Your mouth has been sewed. Why can't you just talk less? Don't push me. You can't imagine how charming I am."

Anson pointed at the lights, "The green lights are on. Adonis, whether you're charming or not, it's not important. As long as you won't be betrayed."

Hearing this, Adonis went ballistic, "Who the hell dares to betray me?"

Anson said, "Who knows? You talk too much and it's very easy for you to offend someone..."

The two of them went back noisily.

Abigail and Graciella met each other outside and went all the way to Zofia's restaurent.

They wanted to give Zofia a surprise, but they were surprised by what they had seen.

About five or six hooligans who dressed in punk style stood there with sticks in their hands. Zofia, who was pregnant, stood at the door and looked at them angrily.

Many people stood aside and wanted to watch a good show. None of them went forward to help her.

Abigail went off the deep end, "These b*stards! They even bully a pregnant woman!"

Seeing it, Graciella immediately took out her mobile phone. She called the police and then dailed Buddy's number.

"Abby, what should we do? The two of us can't defeat these b*stards."

Abigail narrowed her eyes slightly and looked so mad, "Let's see what they want first."

One of the men was wearing a black T-shirt with the pattern of a skull, looking so evil and arrogant.

He looked at Zofia with a sneer, "We just want to teach you a lesson and warn you that if you dare to contact Mr. Clement again, you and your child will disappear from this world."

Upon hearing this, Zofia was stunned. The relationship between her and Buddy had eased a lot.

Why did these people...

"Ha-ha... Do you really think you can break the law in public? You b*stards, how dare you threaten her like this?" Graciella walked to Zofia's front and looked at these careless and casual gangsters.

"Hey, who are you? Don't speak for her since you're incapable. Otherwise, we'll knock you out." The man looked at Graciella with a sinister smile on his face. The expression in his eyes became vicious when he found that Graciella was beautiful.

"Graciella, why are you here? Leave quickly. They don't dare to hurt me." Zofia looked at Graciella with concern.

Graciella looked at her and said with a smile, "Zofia, don’t worry. In River City, anyone who dares to hurt me will be sent to jail."

Hearing this, the man sneered and then said with disdain, "Don't try to play tricks. You'd better remember what I said just now. Don't pester Mr. Clement anymore, or I'll kill you!" "Who asked you to come here?” Abigail walked over charmingly with her arms crossed. She stood next to the man gracefully, looking as if she was about to fight with him.

Hearing this, the man asked in reply very mockingly, "If you were me, would you say who sent you here? I am not f*cking stupid. Why should I tell you? But you are pretty. Do you want to be with me?

I will dote on you."