Chapter 21 Dinner With Tony
Sarah
I arrived at the Hotel, and I saw Shawn entwined and drinking tea. Despite his casualness, he was very elegant.
Tony, however, looked a little tense, nervous, and hesitant to let go.
"3:05..." Tony glanced at his watch and raised his eyebrows. "Will Miss Sarah come?"
“Tony, you are wasting my time.” Shawn was angry.
Shawn’s words soured my mood again. Looking at him, my sarcastic words were completely uncontrollable: "If you feel awkward, why should you continue to wait? Just get up and leave?"
Hearing this, Tony glanced at Shawn, and he gave a quick wink!
Shawn, not angry, was interested. His gaze lingered on me for a moment. "Are you in a bad mood?"
"Yes!" I puffed out my chest and looked at him defiantly.
"Why?" He shifted his posture and turned to face me.
"This is my personal life. I don't have to answer!" I uttered.
Shawn's gaze narrowed slightly, and he frowned, which was perfectly natural. "Menstruation?"
I clenched my fingers and remained silent. At that moment, I desperately wanted to menstruate, but it was impossible.
Hearing this, Tony froze for a moment.
The waiter also carried a plate with three clear crystal cups filled with red wine and an open bottle of red wine.
Suddenly, as the plate fell into the waiter's hand, all the red wine splashed onto my chest. My body hit the table, then my bag slipped under my feet. I whispered and bent to the floor.
Tony was still stunned, while Shawn rose, he slightly bent to the floor, holding my shoulder with his hand.
When Shawn's gaze fell on the painting in front of my chest, it immediately darkened. My skin is already very white. With red wine, it takes on a unique appearance.
Shawn's gaze seemed glued to the beautiful scenery before him.
"I'll get a paper towel." Tony hurriedly left.
I gasped slightly, recovered from my shock, and looked up, only to see a man standing in front of me, staring at me the entire time.
Slightly stunned, I looked him straight in the eye.
Then my cheeks flushed, my hands clenched tightly over my chest, and I gritted my teeth. "Don't look! Shameless!"
His Adam's apple quivered, his voice became unusually low and hoarse, and he raised his eyebrows. "Now, if this reaction is normal, is this still a man?"
"You scoundrel! Do you think all men will be as shameless as you?" I glared at him.
"They'll be even more shameless than me, Sarah..." His heat enveloped my ears, causing my earlobes to turn red.
"Shameless!" I began cursing and pushed him away with all my might.
Shawn lazily leaned back at the table, idly licking his lips, as if still remembering something: "How can a teacher curse?"
"Don't you have a kind word to say?" I asked angrily, dismissing his frivolous behavior and angrily scolding him. "Bully!"
"Sarah, do you want to know more? Or I'll show you something myself. What is real hooliganism, huh?" He moved forward. He walked over to me in the corner, smiled, and stared at me.
He was rarely impulsive and always considered himself the best at self-control. At that moment, he lost his composure a little.
"Let me go quickly!" His hands were pinned to my head. I couldn't move, but I cried out in alarm.
His gaze startled me a little.
At the same time, a flurry of hurried footsteps was heard. I realized Tony must have returned.
My heart pounded involuntarily. I squirmed and struggled desperately. A thin layer of sweat appeared on my forehead, and my heart felt like it was pounding.
Shawn remained firm in his resolve, his lips pursed leisurely. I bit my lip, raised my knee, and kicked him hard, ignoring the pain.
When the pain began, Shawn groaned and released my hand. Taking two steps back, I quickly enhance the distance between us.
At that moment, Tony flung open the door and didn't notice our movement: "Here's a paper towel! Dry up the wine quickly, or you'll catch a cold!"
"You want me to avoid you?" Shawn adjusted the hem of his coat, so elegant and attentive, and looked intently at me.
However, if I look closely, I can see his brows furrowed slightly in pain.
I am a wolf in sheep's clothing, had an itchy tooth, but he wasn't easy to attack. I took a paper towel and said to Tony, "Sorry, I'm not feeling well. I'll be going home in a minute."
"Okay, I know." Tony also knew I could be forgiven.
Taking off my jacket, I gritted my teeth and left without looking back.
Shawn's eyes narrowed slightly, and he resumed his usual indifference. He pressed his lips together, becoming proud and polite.
"Sorry, Tony, I have a meeting at five o'clock. It's better to have dinner another day. As an apology, I'll take you home..."
Disappointment simmered in Tony’s heart, but upon hearing the last sentence, Tony was inspired and quickly nodded, "Thank you, big brother."
The hotel manager also ran up to him, apologized, and handed him cigarettes.
Shawn offered a slight greeting and waved his hand, indicating that he didn't smoke. "Everyone makes mistakes. Next time, be careful and put the bill in my name."
Tony stood behind him, looking at his tall, slender figure, listening to the conversation with the manager, and his admiration grew.
The loud music and flashing lights were making me dizzy, which was the last thing I wanted. I pushed through the dancing crowd and returned to the bar.
Sophia was nowhere to be seen, but Jackson was sitting at the counter, talking to one of the bartenders. We came to the bar tonight, just like we'd decided a week ago.
"Hey, I was looking for you!" Jackson grinned as I sat down next to him.
"I was just dancing," I chuckled, ordering an ice water.
Jackson raised an eyebrow and took a sip. "You've been dancing for over an hour?"
"An hour?" I frowned. No wonder I was dizzy. I'd been dancing for over an hour on just one drink; that wasn't good for anyone.
"Yeah, an hour," he nodded. "Sophia came here looking for you once."
"The last time I saw Sofia, she left with some guy." I chuckled, my eyes darting around.
After drinking a whole glass of water, I felt a little clearer. Not completely, but enough.
"Speaking of which, I'm talking about the guy." He grinned, but something about his expression seemed strained.
"I'm going to go outside for a minute, get some fresh air." I smiled at Jackson. "Want some company?" Jackson frowned, tilting his head to the side.