Matthew Grant felt he had been generous enough not to simply ask Blanca Roach not to come, but to accompany her himself.
Now that Paddy was inviting Blanca again, Matthew Grant was about to be intolerant.
“Is there something wrong with President Paddy’s company recently? How so free to keep inviting my wife to dinner, if you need money to turnover such a problem, you can directly talk to me, I am always waiting.”
“That’s not true, I just miss Blanca and want to meet her more.”
Paddy did not hide his love for Blanca Roach, all provocative to Matthew Grant.
Matthew Grant did not mind, taking Blanca Roach’s small hand in his palm and slowly rubbing it.
He was playing with her fingers and scratching Blanca’s palm for a while.
Matthew Grant is very childish, but even so Blanca Roach did not pull his hand out of his hands, also considered to give Matthew Grant face.
This, in turn, made Matthew Grant take advantage of the situation and look like I have you no bitch.
“The president of Paddy is also a young man, the family is afraid that the old man is anxious, there is no one to love?”
Matthew Grant called this knowingly asked, Paddy heard what he meant, and he was not afraid of a hard line.
Paddy took a long breath and leaned back a bit.
“Of course there is, there’s just an obstacle.”
The obstacle was undoubtedly Matthew Grant.
Matthew Grant’s eyebrows smiled, “thinking about other people’s family can not be promising, I advise President Paddy, or put away this idea.”
“I also advise President Grant to let go of the melon that has been twisted.”
Paddy’s eyes drifted to Matthew Grant’s hand clutching Blanca Roach’s, and he spoke in a meaningful way.
He had always felt that Blanca Roach was unhappy because Matthew Grant had been forcing her, restricting her friendships and her freedom.
The reason why he keeps showing his love in public is to swear his sovereignty, isn’t it?
Blanca is like an object, plastered with Matthew Grant’s label and possessed by him.
“Which one of your eyes can see that I am strong …”
“All right.” Blanca Roach pulled her hand out of Matthew Grant’s grasp, “Matthew Grant you get out.”
She had her own plans the day she agreed to have dinner with Paddy, and Matthew Grant came with her so she wouldn’t have a chance to say those words to Paddy.
Matthew Grant’s thin lips were pursed and his eyes were filled with disbelief, this woman actually let him out.
The woman actually let him go out. When the hard one didn’t work, Blanca Roach raised her hand and gave him a gentle push: “Honey.”
Matthew Grant’s face improved and he lost his temper, leaving the room even though he was upset.
At this moment only Blanca Roach and Paddy two people left, some words last time in the pear garden all should say.
“Paddy brother, Matthew Grant and I have been married for many years, the first child is almost two years old, and now pregnant with a second child.”
“…” Paddy’s body stiffened and no sound came out.
Blanca Roach deliberated; she didn’t want to lay it all out or she might lose a dear friend like Paddy forever.
She could put it another way and get Paddy to give up that special feeling for her.
“You treat me like your own sister, and know that you are doing me a favor and want me to be happy, so I have to explain it to you.”
With unprecedented seriousness and gravity, Blanca Roach looked Paddy squarely in the eyes.
“I’m happy, and I’m as happy as only Matthew Grant can be.”
“…” There was silence in the booth.
Paddy never spoke.
Blanca Roach didn’t push it, she came today with the preparation of losing Paddy as a friend.
“That’s it for today, come to my house for dinner sometime.”
Blanca Roach pulled back her chair and left, walking away from him.