Chapter 133
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Jaime stuck to her like a piece of dog plaster, following behind her.“Mariela, I was wrong about what happened before, I was a jerk and I’m sorry. I want to start pursuing you again now, can you give me a chance, please?”
“I don’t expect you to agree with me right away, but can you at least give me a chance? I promise that from now on, my heart and my mind will only have you, and I will be absolutely loyal to you!”
Mariela sneered, “Who cares?”
She walked to the open–air parking lot and stopped in front of the blue Bentley.
Jaime looked up and saw the car, and he froze.
“This car…”
He remembered this car, of course.
Back then in Los Angeles, she had driven this car.
At that time, Juliette mocked her for being vain and spending a lot of money to rent a car for photos.
He deeply agreed.
Now he realizes how ridiculous he was.
Suddenly, he thought of something and his face turned pale.
“Was the ring in your hand just now the one you tried on at Chaumet that day?” Jaime’s lips trembled, “Back then, you were Mariela, and we hadn’t broken up yet. You couldn’t wait to try on the ring, right?”
“You betrayed our feelings!” Jaime’s eyes welled up with crimson tears.“How could you do this?”
Mariela couldn’t stand being slandered like this.
She suddenly laughed, “Emotions? Haha, didn’t you say you’ve been searching for Juliette’s shadow in me all along?”
Jaime was stiff all over, his face pale.“You, you already know?”
Mariela looked at him coldly, “Not only do I know all of this, but I also know that night you lied to me about having a last–minute work emergency and went to the airport to pick up Juliette. I also know that on Taryn’s birthday, after you left with Juliette, you went to a hotel. We hadn’t even broken up yet, Jaime, you were already rotten. How dare you talk to me about feelings?”
Jaime’s eyes were filled with pain as he shook his head. “No, Mariela, listen to me, things were not as you thought.”
Mariela didn’t want to listen to his nonsense, so she opened the car door and got in.
She started the car.
Jaime stood in front of the car, continuously patting the body of the car, opening and closing his mouth, still saying something. Mariela saw him not giving way and, feeling annoyed, stepped on the accelerator and crashed into him.
“Bang!”
Jaime couldn’t dodge in time and was hit, flying out and falling into the nearby greenery.
Mariela looked stern, without giving Jaime a second glance, showing no concern whether he was injured or not. She simply turned her head and drove away.
Jaime gritted his teeth and stood up, his leg injured, limping as he walked.
Jaime’s heart sank slowly and painfully as he saw the blue Bentley disappear from sight.
