My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy
Chapter 590 You can treat me like a tool man

Paige's face was full of displeasure as he was snapped by a stranger looking over his shoulder, "Who are you?"

The moment he saw Paige's face, the yellow-haired rich man froze a bit

He felt the woman looked familiar but couldn't think where he'd seen her before

"Haven't I seen you somewhere before?" The rich yellow-haired man asked.

Paige frowned, "Don't you know how to choose fresh words when you want to strike up a conversation?"

The man was in his designer clothes, his smell of alcohol and his frivolous expression, looks like an out-of-touch playboy.

She didn't give a damn about him.

As soon as she looked up, she saw Abel with a dark face, walking towards their position.

And behind Abel stood a whole bunch of other young men, dressed in international designer labels.

She really didn't expect to run into Abel here by such a coincidence.

Without waiting for her to say anything, Abel walked directly behind the rich yellow-haired man.

He didn't say a word, just quickly lifted his foot and kicked it hard towards his ass.

In the next second, the rich yellow-haired man flew straight out a metre.

In another second, his whole body landed heavily on the ground.

The group of rich mans behind Abel could not help but laugh at this scene.

"Damn! Who is it, who actually has the nerve to kick me?" The yellow-haired rich man quickly rubbed his ass lightly, cursed and stood up, and looked over to where Abel was. When he saw it was Abel, his whole body was petrified

"Abel, why are you doing this to me?" The yellow-haired man was aggrieved and continued to rub his buttocks while doing so.

"You even dare to provoke my woman, I think you want death." Abel coldly spoke, his tone domineering and possessive.

Once again, Paige was impressed by Abel.

At that, the rich yellow-haired man instantly remembered!

The woman was the one Abel pursued with great fanfare before.

It was said that Abel hadn't even caught up with her and he thought they were done, but to his surprise, Abel actually didn't give up.

Abel's recent lack of proximity to women is something he can explain now.

It seems that it is not because of a hidden illness, but because there is someone in his heart.

Afterwards, Abel then naturally put his arm around Paige's shoulders, looked carefully at her face and tenderly inquired, "Wife, have you been drinking?"

With those words, he looked down and sniffed the scent on her neck.

As he approached, the strong smell of alcohol hit his nose.

Paige took an uncomfortable step back, nonchalantly pushed his hand away and said, "Who is your wife?"

She had been thinking about what Jocelyn had said to her earlier for the past few days.

The result of the consideration was that she wanted to give Abel a chance, but not now

She wanted to test Abel for a while longer, to see if he really, really has her in his heart.

So right now, she doesn't want to be too enthusiastic about Abel.

Abel, however, changed his brutal appearance just now and continued ingratiatingly, "You are sooner or later"

The yellow-haired man, seeing this scene, petrified even more.

And behind them, the group of rich mans, likewise, can't believe their eyes.

Paige gave him a direct blank stare, "I don't want to talk to you about this, I've had too much to drink and I'm going home."

"You're a girl, don't drink so much next time, okay?" Abel, however, had no intention of letting her go, tugging at her sleeve with one hand and admonishing incomparably tenderly.

"Some times, when you talk about business, you have to drink," Paige said lightly, "I know what to do."

Abel, "As long as you say the word, what you want to do, I will do it for you in a minute."

Paige, "You're not who I am, I don't want it."

After saying that, Paige turned around to leave.

However, Abel was directly pulling her back in front of him, his hands naturally clasped on her shoulders, "Actually, it doesn't have to be the two of us to establish a relationship before I can help you with things. Even if it's just like this now, I'd be more than willing to help you."

"In fact, you can be like other girls, use me as much as you like, use me as a tool man any way you want, as long as you take me on." Abel once again patiently said, in his eyes are sincere.

This phrase once again made Paige's heart stir slightly.

Seriously, it's touching.

Even so, she maintained the coolness she deserved and said lightly, "But I don't want to use you."

Abel, "But I beg you to use me, the next time you need something, come to me, my woman does not need to drink through this way."

Paige, "Who is your woman?"

Abel, "You are in my heart, you are my woman."

Standing next to the two of them, the rich yellow-haired young man could, in full, take in their words and hear them clearly.

And the group of rich mans behind Abel did the same, one by one, they couldn't help but whisper.

"Is he really Abel?"

"Shit, I think I've seen a ghost."

"That woman is the one he was chasing before? What's her name? Paige?"

"Crap, how come he hasn't given up yet?"

"I think Abel is really screwed this time! So, he is now sexually indifferent like that, just to keep his body for this woman?"

"So, he hasn't given up yet? My God, it's true love this time"

Abel, however, ignored them completely and kept his eyes on Paige's body.

And these words are engraved into Paige's mind.

Paige instantly felt her heart warm.

Instead, she didn't speak to Abel again, and simply pushed him away, towards her white Maserati supercar, and pressed the remote control.

The car was instantly unlocked.

She started to take a step towards the car, but after taking two steps forward, she felt her feet go weak.

The next second, the whole person will be directly towards Abel, fell down

In the next second, Abel naturally opened his arms towards her and held her tightly in his embrace, looking down at her and teasingly saying, "What's wrong? You don't want to leave? Is that so? Why are you even giving me a hug?"

There was friction between Paige's body and his, making him want to press the woman right into the car for sex.