Chapter 1202 Pestered By Anti-Fans
Chapter 1202 Pestered by Anti-fans
Daphne felt disappointed. Holding the file, she turned away. Even though ire wasn''t in the hospital
now, she seemed to impact Rowan''s mood.
The evening came. The setting sun looked magnificent.
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Saskia and ire went to the living room. They enjoyed all kinds of desserts in the living room. Saskia
had stopped crying. Although her eyes were reddened and swollen, she looked spirited.
ire''s persuasions worked well.
Saskia''s mother was extremely kind to ire and didn''t stop thanking her.
After enjoying the high tea, ire bid the Holts farewell. Saskia walked her out of the yard. "Don''t
worry, ire. I''ll live on. No matter what happens, life goes on. I won''t do any stupid things again."
"I''m d you think so." ire hugged her cheerfully. "Let go of Parker Stone. You''ll meet your Mr. Right
eventually."
"Please send my gratitude to Dr. Watson." Saskia was enlightened suddenly. "He''s your friend. You can
meet him often."
"Not really. He''s a doctor. I''ll only see him when I''m sick." ire answered leisurely, "It''s OK. When I
meet him again, I will thank him."
"Remember to invite him for dinner. On me."
ire hailed a taxi to leave. After her car hit Rowan''s, Rowan drove it to the service shop before it was
sent back to Russell''s Residence.
"Can you drop me off at the intersection ahead, please?" ire said to the driver and wanted to go to a
bookstore.
She went to the bookstorest time, but the book she wanted to buy had been sold out. It was written
by her friend, so she wanted to keep it for collection. In the future, she would ask her friend for an
autograph.
The taxi was pulled over shortly after. ire paid the fare and get off.
She walked under the beautiful sunlight. Before entering the bookstore, a maniac fan rushed toward
her and blocked her way. ire was frightened.
"ire, let''s have dinner together!" The man''s eyes lit up.
"Who are you?" ire feared as she didn''t know him, but he knew her name.
"It''s me. Earl Woods. We followed each other on Facebook a month ago. I''m your fanboy." The man
was in his thirties with a round face and a chubby figure. His joyful face approached ire. "I''ve never
posted my selfies on Facebook, so you don''t have any impression of me. It''s alright."
His breath stank. ire instinctively flinched. She had an impression of him. Earl always harassed her
with the excuse of discussing the plots and liked her novel chapters. If she ignored him, he would give
her negativements.
Looking awkward, ire said, "I''m sorry. I''m here to buy a book."
"Let''s go. It''s dinnertime." Earl grabbed her arm. "My uncle runs a restaurant over there. Let''s have
dinner together. It''s on me." He gripped her tightly to avoid her escaping.
"No. Thanks. No..." ire struggled. "I''m not hungry." She didn''t want to be pestered in public. "Let go
of me! I''m busy." ire panicked.
"Let''s go to the restaurant and talk. I asked you out many times, but you refused. Finally, I met you
today. I won''t let you go." Earl tried hard to drag her. "ire, I like you very much."
"Let go of me!" ire was frightened by him. "Let go! Help! Help!"
"Come with me, ire!"
"Help!" ire tried hard to struggle. "Let go of me!"
The onlookers didn''t know what was happening, dodging aside.
Nearby the bookstore, Tristan was about to sit in his car. Upon hearing the voices, he turned around
and saw the scene. Frowning, he tossed the bag into his car and ran towards them quickly.
While ire was struggling against Earl, Tristan grabbed his cor and threw a punch at his face.
"Argh!" Earl was bounced away, falling to the ground.
Meanwhile, ire was tossed away by him. Tristan spun and wrapped her waist with his arms. She
bumped into his firm, warm chest.
After ire kept her bnce, Tristan let go of her, rushed to Earl, and beat him up. Each punch was
full of anger.