Chapter 37 Jordan Saving a Damsel in Distress
Chapter 37 Jordan Saving a Damsel in Distress
The final step of the divorce wasn’t completed yet. Was Jordan really putting up with his wife cheating on him?
However, Ethan then thought it through. Since Jordan had already found the woman he truly desired, why would he still care about his ex–wife? Besides, their marriage was a inere agreement, indicating that he had no feelings for Sabrina whatsoever.
“Jordan, we shouldn’t let good fortune slip away to outsiders Since you don’t like her, why not
Victor, who was alarmed by Ethan’s mindless suggestion, quickly wrapped an arm around his shoulder to change the subject.
“This wine is really good. Can you get me a couple of bottles next time?” Victor said while signaling to Ethan.
This time, Ethan understood the hint. “Just kill me already!”
in interest in his wife?
Jordan remained silent and continued smolding with a darkened expression. Why was he annoyed to know his good friend had taken an Everyone was trying to steal his woman
Sabrina, who was slightly tipsy, stepped out to ask the walter for the menu to order more food. As she turned around, she unexpectedly locked eyes with a man dressed in a white business shirt and his jacket off.
If Sabrina remembered correctly, the shirt was one she designed herself, tailored just for him. It accentuated his broad shoulders and narrow waist perfectly.
A few buttons at the collar were undone, revealing a sexy Adam’s apple and collarbone. Even just by standing there, Jordan exuded a deadly charm.
Sabrina raised her hand and said, “Hey! What a coincidence!”
Jordan shot her a cold glance before stepping into the private room. Sabrina was confused. Had she offended him in some way? Who was he trying to impress with that attitude?
Back at the dinner table, Sabrina was in high spirits, having enjoyed a few extra drinks. By the time dinner wrapped up, she was swaying and unsteady on her feet. Zayn went to get the car while Troy supported Sabrina as they made their way down the stairs. “Slow down. Watch your step!”
“1 actually have a pretty good tolerance for alcohol, Troy!” Sabrina declated. However, after three years of marriage, she had quit drinking, and her tolerance had clearly diminished.
“I know. Just steady yourself. I’ll take care of the bill”
Sabrina patted his shoulder. “I’ll wait for you at the door.”
“Are you sure you can manage?
“Are you underestimating me?” Then, Sabrina steadied herself and took a few steps forward, determined to prove she was fine.
Troy couldn’t help but chuelde at her childlike antics when she was tipsy. He started reminiscing with a shake of his head. His eyes were filled with a mix of amusement and exasperation. She was always so strong–willed!
As Sabrina waited at the entrance, a drunken man approached her, trying to strike up a conversation.
“Hey there, beautifull Are you alone? How about I give you a ride in my luxury car?”
His gaze lingered on her delicate features. The neon lights cast a dreamlike glow on her face, leaving him utterly captivated.
Sabrina frowned and decided to move to another spot to continue waiting. Unfortunately, the drunken man refused to give up,
He approached Sabrina and said, “Don’t be so cold to me, beautiful. Let’s be friends.”
“Get lost! Okay?” She was ju
was just trying to have a nice dinner, and now she had to deal with a pest
“You’ve got quite a temper. I like that,” the man said, reaching out to touch her hand.
Sabrina’s eyes, slightly hazy from the alcohol, suddenly flashed with a hint of murderous intent. If the man dared to lay a finger on her, she would break his arm without hesitation.
Just as his hand was about to make contact, a strong grip seized the man’s wrist.
“Ah!” The man squealed in pain as Jordan released his hold, causing him to crumple to the ground in a heap.
“You’ve got some nerve trying to steal my woman. At least have the decency to state your name,” Jordan said coldly, his eyes like daggers.
The man muttered curses under his breath but was silenced by Jordan’s piercing glace. Sabrina looked up and saw Jordan’s face. A playful smirk tugged at her lips. “So, Mr. Ford, is this your idea of saving a damsel in distress?
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