Yolanda Taylor was stunned for a moment and was about to speak when she heard her say, “I mean, in your heart of hearts, do you really feel like you were his lover?”
“No.”
Her heart clenched and she couldn’t help but tilt her head back and take a sip of her red wine as well.
Heather looked at her, “Don’t take after me, it’s not too good to get really drunk… hey, how little can you drink? It’s not like one sip won’t do it, right?”
Yolanda Taylor shook her head, “Not really.”
Heather laughed, “At that time, everyone in the circle said that Gwen Fox had a very beautiful and well-behaved lover, and I thought at that time, which one is so stupid to be Gwen Fox’s lover. Then I thought about it, Gwen Fox, this asshole man, wants money, wants money, wants face and face, when he is his lover, who might be the one who suffers.”
She said and paused for a moment, “Then I met you after Ham Rodriguez, the first thing I saw was that fucking Gwen Fox this asshole man is really heartless, this can even go down!”
She took a sip of her red wine, “The second thought was, it’s over, you’re going to suffer. You’re just a little white girl who hasn’t been beaten up by society, how can you compete with an asshole like Gwen Fox?”
Heather didn’t realize that she was prophetic and that Yolanda Taylor would be so miserable.
Yolanda Taylor laughed at her word for word asshole man, “Heather, you’re so cute.”
“Cute?”
Heather looked at her and didn’t know what was going on, her eyes suddenly went red, “But I’ve loved Ham Rodriguez for thirteen years, thirteen whole years, which in the olden days would have made a baby that could have been married!”
“He still doesn’t love me.”
“Heather-” Yolanda Taylor couldn’t help but be a little disoriented when she saw that she was about to cry; there was no way she could imagine what it was like for someone like Heather to cry.
But Heather didn’t cry, she blinked and looked at her crookedly, “Scared you? Don’t be scared, I’m not going to cry, I stopped crying a long time ago.”
Yolanda Taylor looked at her and actually felt her heart clench.
She couldn’t help but take another sip of her red wine and inclined her head to look at the people on the dance floor, only to feel dizzy, she still didn’t like such a noisy place.
Retracting her eyes, she got up and walked back, sitting next to Heather, “It’s so loud, do you like this kind of buzz?”
“Not really, it’s just so I don’t have to think so much. Are you not used to it, I’ll walk you back if you’re not?”
Yolanda Taylor nodded and was just about to speak when her cell phone rang again.
Heather raised an eyebrow, “No need to guess, this must be Gwen Fox calling again.” Yolanda Taylor took out her cell phone and once she turned on the caller ID, it was indeed Gwen Fox.
It was almost ten o’clock at night, and Gwen Fox had probably returned to the villa without seeing her.
Yolanda Taylor didn’t want to answer the call, but Heather did, “Answer it, are you afraid of him?”
“No.”
She shook her head a little, then pressed the answer button, “What’s up?”
“Where are you?”
Just as she answered the phone, Gwen Fox’s face sank.
He didn’t need Yolanda Taylor to tell him where she was.
“You’re at the bar?”
“Uh-huh.”
It was so noisy over here that she answered so quietly that Gwen Fox didn’t hear her, “Which bar?”
“I don’t know.”
She told the truth.
“Get on WhatsApp and text me the address!”
“What did you say?”
Yolanda Taylor actually heard her clearly, “I can’t hear you, there’s nothing going on I’m hanging up.”
With that, she simply cut the call off.
Heather took another drink, “Wait here, I’ll call a chauffeur.”
Yolanda Taylor nodded, she had just sat down when Heather’s cell phone rang as well.
“Tsk, Ham Rodriguez.”
She grimaced and simply cut the call off.
It was a quarter to ten when the chauffeur arrived and Heather grabbed her jacket, “Come on, I’ll take you back.”
“Are you really not drunk?”
Yolanda Taylor had a glass of red wine and felt a little light headed already.
“Do I look like I’m drunk?”
Heather came closer all of a sudden and Yolanda Taylor looked at her for a moment and smiled, “You’re a good drinker.”
It was Heather’s turn to frown, “Yolanda, are you drunk?”
“A little.”
“No?”
Said Heather, she hastily raised her hand to help Yolanda Taylor.
Yolanda Taylor gave her a look, “Sorry, I’m not a very good drinker.”
Heather couldn’t help but laugh, “You’re not just a bad drinker, this is all one glass and you’re down!”
Worried that something had happened, she rushed to help Yolanda Taylor outside.
The two women were excellent looking, and Yolanda Taylor was so drunk that her cheeks were visibly red on both sides.
Heather didn’t see Yolanda Taylor drunk like this until she got out of the bar, but Yolanda Taylor wasn’t so far gone that she was completely unconscious.
She could still walk on her own, just a little wobbly.
Heather was afraid she’d fall, so she had to hold her up with one hand and make a call on her cell phone with the other.
She wasn’t drunk, but she had been drinking, so she had to call a chauffeur.
The chauffeur was on the side, Heather waved and the driver came over.
Meanwhile, a black sedan pulled up.
At the sight of Gwen Fox, Heather raised an eyebrow, and she couldn’t help but look back at Yolanda Taylor, “Yolanda, Gwen Fox is here.”
“Gwen Fox?”
Yolanda Taylor was drunk and a little slow to react.
She stared blankly at the man walking down from the car and wrinkled her eyebrows, “What’s he doing here?”
Heather couldn’t help but laugh when she heard this, “What else could he be doing here? He’s still here to pick you up!”
“I don’t need him to pick me up, you can give me a ride!”
When she said this, Gwen Fox just happened to walk right in front of them.
Heather looked at Gwen Fox with a wry smile, “Young Master Fox, you heard that too, didn’t you?”
Gwen Fox gave Heather a cold look, “Give me the man.”
Heather didn’t move, “She said she didn’t want you to take it!”
“Give it to me!”
He said, already reaching for the man.
Heather couldn’t grab him because at that moment, a Rolls Royce pulled up behind Gwen Fox’s car.
She recognized the car; there were only a few of them in all of Borden City, and Ham Rodriguez had one of them.
As luck would have it, she had just lost her concentration when Yolanda Taylor was snatched up by Gwen Fox and Ham Rodriguez got out of the car.
He came over with his legs up and looked at her askance, dangling the corners of his eyes as if he was smiling and as if he wasn’t, “Out of the blue, you actually came to the bar.”
Ham Rodriguez said, reaching out to touch her, and Heather shuddered, “Don’t touch me!”
She reacted greatly, Yolanda Taylor, who was in Gwen Fox’s arms, heard this sound from her and thought that she was being given a hard time, and she didn’t know where the strength came from, she pushed away Gwen Fox, who was in the process of opening the car door, and rushed to the back of Ham Rodriguez, and kicked Ham Rodriguez directly in the back:” Get out of the way! Don’t touch her!”
Yolanda Taylor’s kick was perfectly placed, just below Ham Rodriguez’s crotch.
Heather looked at Ham Rodriguez’s greenish face and just got the creeps.
Gwen Fox blushed and hastily pulled Yolanda Taylor over and looked at Ham Rodriguez, “She’s drunk, Heather filled her up.”
Ham Rodriguez gritted his teeth for a moment, looking at a drunken Yolanda Taylor, and finally relented, but turned his eyes back to Heather’s face.
Heather’s face went white and she subconsciously tried to run, but there was nowhere for her to run, Ham Rodriguez reached out and scooped her up with one hand, “Try moving again.”
She didn’t dare move, and before she got in the car, Heather saw Yolanda Taylor, who was being coaxed into the car by Gwen Fox, and suddenly laughed coolly and stopped resisting.