Chapter 687 Forgot To Take My Pills


    Wesley averted his gaze from ir when he heard the woman questioning him. They continued to walk


    ahead. As they passed her, ir heard him say, "Of course, I heard you. What woman are you talking


    about? You know I wouldn''t dare look at other women even when you aren''t around."


    "Good," she said in a sexy voice. "You''ve been working so hard for my grandpa these past few days.


    Why don''t youe to my ce tonight. I''ll give you a nice full-body massage to help you rx."


    "Wow, can''t wait," Wesley said with a grin.


    He sounded tender and meek to a point ir had never seen him. In the past year, ir had learnt to


    hide her true feelings from others as she yearned for him to be by her side.


    And she had done well. She had remained calm in all kinds of situations.


    However, tonight, she had failed twice already, both because of Wesley.


    By the time ir was back at the table, the ss of Night Temptation was waiting for her.


    Some foreigners had joined their party. Sonny was busy making sure everybody were acquainted.


    When the foreigners saw ir, their eyes glinted.


    She was a beauty.


    Sonny shoved ir from behind her as he said, "This is Cameron, the vice general manager of the


    headquarters of ourpany. Please interpret as we talk, ir."


    He had shoved her so hard that she staggered and almost fell. Luckily, Cameron caught her.


    She cursed Sonny a million times in her mind and said to Cameron with a polite smile, "Thank you,


    Cameron." She tried to pull her hand back, but Cameron didn''t let go. "Are you all right?"


    "Yes, thank you." She wrenched free of his grasp.


    ir was made to sit next to Cameron since she was the interpreter. Soon, she noticed that Wesley


    was back at his table too.


    Their eyes met again. This time, ir looked away first.


    Cameron seized every opportunity to talk to her. At first, the topics were work-rted. Then, he started


    prying about her personal life.


    "May I call you ir?" he asked, flirtatiously.


    ir nodded ufortably. "Of course." She swirled the cocktail in her ss, with no intention of


    drinking it.


    "Your name is pretty, just like you. Do you have a boyfriend?"


    ir had been asked this question dozens of times. "No," she answered.


    Cameron''s eyes lit up. Just as he felt hopeful, she added, "But I do have a husband." She had recently


    found that this was an effective reply to turn men down.


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    However, Cameron''s response was different from what she had expected. After a brief moment of


    silence, he asked, "Where is he? Is he in D City?"


    "Yes, but he is still at work. We are both very busy." Normally, men would stay a suitable distance from


    ir after they found out that she was married.


    But Cameron was a peculiar one. He leaned in and whispered into her ear, "Aren''t you lonely?"


    The strong perfume he was wearing wafted into her nose. The odor and his attitude both made her


    want to vomit. ''Disgusting!''


    She shook her head and replied, "I''m not. We love each other a lot."


    "Where is he from?" It seemed that Cameron wasn''t going to give up.


    ir looked at Sonny resignedly. ''He said that I was needed here to interpret. Why do I feel like he is


    being a pimp? He introduced me to Cameron and then left without saying another word!'' "My husband


    is from Y City. Cameron, I''m tired. I should go to my room and rest."


    ir meant to stand up, but Cameron wrapped his arm around her waist and held her tight. "ir, I like


    you. Why don''t we go somewhere else and talk?"


    While she was being taken advantage of, the others remained nonchnt. They were used to this kind


    of thing. The manager who hade to D City with ir was busy flirting with some guy. And Wesley,


    who had been at his table a moment ago, was now gone. She had toe up with an idea by herself.


    "Sure," she replied with a smile.


    They clinked sses. ir took two sips and put down her ss. Then she and Cameron left the table


    together and made their way towards the door. The pig''s hand never left her waist.


    His chauffeur was waiting for him in the car at the roadside. When he spotted Cameron, he got out of


    the car quickly and opened the door for him.


    Cameron invited ir to get in first. She quickly stepped away from him and said, "I''m sorry. I just


    remembered something important. I should go."


    Cameron wasn''t happy. He asked with a frown, "Are you toying with me?"


    "Oh, no! I was recently told that I have a type of STD. I forgot to take my pills again. If it''s all right with


    you, you can drive me to my hotel. After I take my pills, we can go to your ce." irzily put her


    arm in his as she said that.


    Shock shed across Cameron''s face when he heard her words.


    ir sensed his fear. She stifled herughter and continued, "It won''t take long. We can drop by a drug


    store for condoms too. Rx. You won''t get infected. None of the guys I have slept with has been


    infected so far. I think."


    Cameron shook off her arm forcefully. But that wasn''t enough. He took off his suit jacket and threw it at


    her, fearing that she might have spread germs on it. "Leave me alone!" he bellowed.


    The limo drove off quickly, and the smile on ir''s face faded away, reced by pure disgust. She


    threw Cameron''s jacket into the bin and turned to look at the club''s entrance glowing in the night.


    The man she loved was still in there. She had finally met Wesley again, but it was nothing like she had


    imagined.


    She headed for the hotel in a bad mood.


    Soon after Cameron''s limo had left the club, a ck motorcycle cut him off and blocked the way.


    Inside the car, Cameron was still worried that he had been infected. When the car came to a sudden


    halt, his head bumped into the back of the front seat. "Watch it, you idiot!" he cursed.


    "I''m sorry, sir. Someone is blocking our way," the chauffeur exined.


    Before Cameron could see who was in front of his car, his door was pulled open.


    He saw a man in a ck cap and casual ck clothes. But, he couldn''t see his face clearly. Without


    any dialogue, the man dragged Cameron out of the car.


    "What are you doing? Who are you? Argh!"


    A fine punchnded on his high nose. It was broken for sure.


    "Damn it!" Cameron was tall and bulky. But the man in ck overpowered him easily. A few fierce


    blows in a row and he was at sea.


    He realized that he had met a foe who was much stronger than him.


    His chauffeur was a trained bodyguard, but after only a couple of moves, he was kissing the ground


    too, unable to move.


    "I''m calling the police!" Cameron squealed, his hands bloody and his face pale as a ghost.