Chapter 212 You Can’t Be Infatuated with Someone
“That’s not true.” Sally pouted, “It would be a loss to a pure and innocent boy like you.”
Aryan smiled. It seemed that he liked to smile so much today.
He was quite different from his gloomy self in the usual times.
Sally leaned a bit closer, “But Nina is so beautiful, and she was once your girlfriend… Were you really
so cruel to push her away?”
Aryan didn't reply. He simply picked up his beer bottle and took two sips.
Emily secretly kicked Sally with her foot under the table. Sally shrugged her shoulders in response yet
didn't ask questions anymore.
Aryan’s reaction today had showed his determination. To him, his past with Nina and his affection for
her had all gone like passing clouds.
So the refusal was just nothing.
“I had seen her dating with other man for several times. And I finally couldn't bear it at that time.”
He used to be young and innocent, and was so infatuated with Nina, his first crush.
Nevertheless, Nina had treaded on his infatuation again and again, which gradually exterminated his
affection for her!
“This time, she came to me with the purpose of winning the competition. She was finally rest assured
when she watched me sending message to Emi and telling her that I was to leave out team.”
Actually, he knew clearly that Nina would not treat him whole-heartedly after the competition.
Maybe a person’s personality had been predetermined as soon as he/she was born.
A fox may turn grey, but never kind. If she could really have changed, she wouldn't have seduced him
on that day.
He used to think that he could not get over the past and that this was the reason that he lived like a
soulless zombie for the past one year.
But now, with what had happened recently, he finally realized that he had put down the past long time
ago. It was just that his subconsciousness had deceived him that he hadn't come out of the
physiological shadows brought by Nina.
“I’m free from now on.” Aryan smiled.
“Well, the past is the past. Let’s get over it completely.”
Emily raised her beer bottle and looked into Aryan’s eyes with her brilliant eyes.
“Cheers for freedom! We all will live a carefree life in the future!”
…
Smoke drifted in the air above a luxurious private room.
Hunter was holding a goblet and lazily savouring the red wine that he collected long time ago.
He appeared to be enjoying the wine with easiness and composure, but it was hard to imagine that he
was fuming deep in heart.
Monty Harris glanced at the empty bottle on the table and finally failed to hold back his curiosity any
longer and leaned towards Henry.
“Henry, what’s wrong with Hunter? It seems like he doesn't want to see you today.”
“Really? I don't think there’s any difference on him comparing with the usual times.” Henry smiled lightly
and didn't take it seriously.
Johnny Anderson glanced at Henry and flipped the eight dices that he was playing just now to the dice
cup.
He snorted, “I saw a live stream showing you competing with Hunter for a woman today, is that true?”
“You competed with Hunter for a woman?” Monty was stunned for a moment and then instantly
became excited, “How’s the result?”
Nevertheless, it was easy to deduce the result from the current situation as Henry was beaming while
Hunter was drinking in a sulk mood.
“Which woman had had a bad taste to choose you rather than Hunter?”
Monty turned to look at Johnny, “I also want to see the live stream.”
“Am I that inferior?” Henry kicked him, and then walked over Hunter with the wine bottle at his hands
and poured him a glass of wine.
“You’re good enough. Actually, if I were a woman, I would also choose you. Sincerely.”
Monty was telling him his inner thoughts.
However, upon hearing the words, Hunter, who was drinking wine alone, looked up and landed his cold
gaze on Monty.
“Yuck, such a look. Hunter, you're always like this. Every woman would choose Henry but not you when
seeing such a cold expression.”
Monty really had the guts to infuriate an irritated tiger by rubbing it in.
“So woman would be scared by your cold gaze and would not dare to say no to you any longer. Even if
she actually likes woman, she would be forced to choose you in the end.”
By the way, how could that bad-tasted woman choose Henry rather than Hunter? Did she want to die?
With a loud sound, Hunter banged the goblet onto the table.
He then leaned back on the sofa, lit a cigarette and took a puff on the cigarette languidly.
He then stared at Monty with a cold gaze resembling that of a monster from the hell.
“Come on, Hunter, don't scare me with such kind of a horrible gaze. You can’t win one’s heart simply
with your fists.”
Monty tried to keep a distance from Hunter, and then sat down until he felt that it was far enough and
smiled provokingly again.
“Hunter, seriously, it must be because you didn't know how to please a woman. You should learn from
Henry in this aspect, then maybe…”
“They were competing for Hunter’s fiancée, and that girl, chose Henry in the end.” Johnny said flatly.
Hunter’s fiancée finally chose Henry…
Monty instantly became muted as if his throat was squeezed by something.
What… What… What the hell was going on! How could they compete with each other for Hunter’s
fiancée?
He turned to look at Henry and Henry gave him a smile, “We were just competing for the team where
she was in. And she chose to cooperate with the Sharp Group.”
There was so much information in these two sentences.
So Hunter’s fiancée had set up a team and finally decided to cooperate with the Sharp Group rather
than the Jackson Group.
She didn't choose her fiancé and instead she chose Henry…
Monty was at a loss for words at the moment. In the end, he decided to take out his phone and search
it through the Internet.
It was a small team set up in campus and it won the championship in the comic competition. Hunter
and Henry all expressed their sincerity to cooperate with the team on the stage. But in the end, Emily
refused Hunter’s invitation and chose the Sharp Group…
Emily! That Emily!
Monty finally came to his own sense and blurted out, “Hunter, your fiancée is so ugly!”
At the next moment, with a cracking sound, a glass was thrown onto the place on where he was sitting
just now and was smashed.
Luckily, Monty had reacted swiftly and barely dodged the attack.
But the wine splashed out of the glass and tinted half of his shirt.
Monty glanced at Hunter with grievance and pouted.
Alas, he even couldn't tell the truth now.
Last time he saw Emily from a distance in the dark night, so he didn't see clearly how she looked like.
But this time, with the live stream video, the media report and the photos, he saw her appearance
clearly.
She had so many freckles… Hmm… It was nauseous to simply think of it.
How could Hunter be into such an ugly woman? He was so shameless and dishonest to tell him that
his fiancée was a stunning beauty!
Could it be that it just proved the old saying that ‘beauty is in the eyes of beholders’? Or could it be that
there was a serious deviation in Hunter’s aesthetic standard?
“She’s very beautiful.” Henry smiled.
Hunter stared at him coldly.
“Hunter, don't harm our brotherhood due to a girl. Is unworthy, isn't it?”
Monty was actually playing a joke, for nothing could easily harm their brotherhood.
But he was also clear that Hunter was serious this time.
“Your grandfather had attached great importance to the education of his grandsons and taught you
guys in person. Hadn't he emphasized a principal to you?”
Henry leaned back on the sofa. His face which used to be gentle and elegant became serious.
“You can spoil a woman, but you can't be infatuated with her!”
Last time he saw Emily from a distance in the dark night, so he didn't see clearly how she looked like.
But this time, with the live stream video, the media report and the photos, he saw her appearance
clearly.
She had so many freckles... Hmm... It was nauseous to simply think of it.
How could Hunter be into such an ugly woman? He was so shameless and dishonest to tell him that
his fiancée was a stunning beauty!
Could it be that it just proved the old saying that ‘beauty is in the eyes of beholders’? Or could it be that
there was a serious deviation in Hunter’s aesthetic standard?
“She's very beautiful.” Henry smiled.
Hunter stared at him coldly.
“Hunter, don't harm our brotherhood due to a girl. Is unworthy, isn't it?”
Monty was actually playing a joke, for nothing could easily harm their brotherhood.
But he was also clear that Hunter was serious this time.
“Your grandfather had attached great importance to the education of his grandsons and taught you
guys in person. Hadn't he emphasized a principal to you?”
Henry leaned back on the sofa. His face which used to be gentle and elegant became serious.
“You can spoil a woman, but you can't be infatuated with her!”
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