Spoiled By The President: My Wife Is A Little Sweet
Chapter 315 Misunderstandings

Chapter 315 Misunderstandings

Hearing that, that man sneered, "Come on. Stop flattering yourself. I'm not a fool."

He nailed Blake's lie. Blake looked somewhat awkward.

Oscar asked, "Do you really like her?"

Blake hesitated for a moment, and mumbled, "Of course I do, but she is so stubborn that she simply ignores me."

Oscar raised his eyebrow and said, "Do you want her to be your girlfriend willingly?"

Blake raised his head and looked at Oscar in puzzlement, "Of course."

Oscar nodded, "In that case, there's a way."

Happiness appears on Blake's eyebrows, "What?"

Oscar took out a packet of white powder, put it in front of Blake and whispered, "Put that in her drink. You'll be satisfied this evening."

Blake's face changed. He forced a smile and said, "Oscar, don't be joking. I'm serious about her. Will she ever talk to me after that?"

Oscar sneered, "You don't understand women. If you want a woman to be completely in love with you, you need to sleep with her. So, tonight you drug her and sleep with her. She has no way to regret it later!"

"But..." Blake still hesitated.

Oscar said, "She'll certainly be angry with you for a few days, but you can't lose your temper. Try to please her by all means. It won't take her long to recognize the fact and accept you. It's my experience. Don't worry. I won't harm you."

Blake was persuaded. He turned his head to look at Wanda, who sat there quietly. Her plain and pure face was like a flower on the snowfield.

He couldn't help but imagine the expression on her face when he was above her. His blood boiled.

He hesitated for moments, but reached out to pick up the packet of powder. He nodded, "OK, I'll listen to you!"

Oscar's eyes glistened, and patted Blake's shoulder without a word.

Wanda sat there for long, feeling bored.

At that time, Blake walked over again with a glass of wine. He smiled, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been so rude. Can you forgive me?"

Wanda rolled her eyes, looked at him and frowned. She was confused about what Blake wanted to do.

"Do you have any wicked idea? Tell the truth!"

Blake was read by her and felt somewhat embarrassed.

"I just want to have a drink with you!"

He paused and added, "Even if we can't be together, we can be friends. Today's my birthday. Since you're here, why can't we have fun together? You keep a long face. It really embarrasses me." "I didn't care about your harsh remarks on me. Can't you forgive me once?"

Wanda sneered, "If you're willing to talk with me, I won't sit here to enrage you."

Blake was lost for words.

His face turned cold. He said snappishly, "You make up your mind to embarrass me, right?"

Wanda said coldly, "I've told you that we can't be together. You're so brazen-faced that you come to me again and again. Don't blame me for my poor attitude. Honestly, I'm trying to stay here." Her words made Blake's face turn colder. He said angrily, "You're in trouble now!"

Wanda put on a mocking smile, "What do you want to do? Try to rape me? Everyone's watching you!"

Her attitude let Blake down. He snorted and turned away without saying anything more.

Looking at her back, Wanda just thought that he was so annoyed that he left. That was what she wanted.

She sat for a while and felt stuffy, so she took the bag and went out.

She went to the restroom and took a breath, but she heard a woman's groans from the dark hallway as soon as Wanda came out of the restroom.

She paused for a moment before she realized what the noise was.

After that, she couldn't help but flush. She lowered her head, and wanted to leave.

However, that woman's words stopped Wanda from leaving.

A delicate female voice sounded, "I heard that Mr. Brown is always gentle with women. Why are you so rough tonight?"

Wanda was stunned. Hearing the voice, she subconsciously thought about Louis's face.

Then she shook her head. A lofty man like Louis would never do such a thing to a woman in such a place.

Thinking of this, Wanda felt relieved and was about to leave.

However, a man suddenly rushed out and bumped into her.

She staggered and nearly fell. That man reached to hold her in panic, but his arm stopped in the air.

Wanda raised her head and looked at Louis in disbelief. She didn't expect that man to be him.

Her gaze swept from his read face to his untidy shirt and the marks on his collar. Her face turned pale instantly.

Louis saw her and felt surprised.

"Wanda, what are you doing here?"

With that, he reached out to help her but Wanda had stood up and leaned away from him with a cold face.

Louis's heart thumped and had a bad feeling.

Just then, a woman in splendid dress ran out.

"Louis, where are you going?

As soon as she came out, she was keenly aware that something was wrong.

She threw an alert glance at Wanda and looked at Louis.

"Louis, who is she? You know each other?"

Louis's face turned cold. Seeing that Wanda was about to leave, he hurriedly explained, "Wanda, don't misunderstand. She's nothing to me!" Wanda looked at him and sneered, "It's none of my business. Mr. Brown, I think you've been drinking too much."

She called him Mr. Brown.

Louis's face changed and subconsciously pulled her arm.