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Chapter 84 Fight, Fight, Fight
Chapter 84 Fight, Fight, Fight
“Oh please, don’t give me that look. We barely know each other, and you’re already acting like you’re <b>thy </b>best friend right off the bat. It’s called appropriate response.”
Ronald rolled his eyes, his face full of irritation.
He hooked his arm around Tracy’s and spoke seriously. “CeeCee, let’s get inside fast. She could be working for a human trafficking ring, and you getting kidnapped is thest thing I want.”
He pulled her inside while saying this, then shut the door with a heavy m.
The door closed with such force it seemed like he wanted to bang it right onto Erin’s face.
Ronald pped his hands and shot Tracy a proud look, raising one eyebrow as if waiting for her to praise him.
That expression made Tracy smile softly, a gentle warmth spreading through her chest until her nose tingled.
She knew Ronald well enough to guess he wanted apliment, and she started thinking of what to say.
Before she could speak, Ronald went ahead. “Did you see how I handled that, CeeCee?”
Tracy blinked, still unsure what he meant.
He sighed and exined again, “Next time someone you don’t want to see shows up, no matter who they are, just send them away.
“Hey, they’re human, we’re human. Why should they get to trample all over us? ‘Don’t let yourself suffer over pieces of shit. Flush them down the toilet.”
Tracy froze. His words struck her like little hammers pounding her heart.
So, someone really could see how much she was hurting.
After everything, anyone would be curious about the connection between Tracy and the person outside. Ronald was no different.
But he saw how much Tracy resisted Erin, so he held back his curiosity and didn’t ask.
Instead, he said, “I need help with lunch today. CeeCee, want to lend a hand?”
Tracy swallowed the turmoil inside her and nodded.
They both knew better than to bring up what had just happened.
Ronald shut the kitchen door and pulled out his phone, ying music loud enough to cover any knocking from outside.
After some time, the knocking stopped. Erin gave up.
Before she left, she kicked the locked metal door hard.
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Her dark, bitter look had no trace of the fragile, gentle girl the usually pretended to be.
She refused to believe that this man could be to loyal to Tracy, someone he barely knew
If there was even a hint of doubt in his heart, she would make him, like the Jackman family, her obertient dog.
The next day came.
When Tracy went to visit Franklin at the hospital, Erin took the chance to dress up and knock on Ronald’s door again.
In a way, Erin showed a sharp, persistent spirit.
Ronald thought Tracy hade home early and opened the door with a smile, only to see the woman he had scolded the day before waiting there.
Compared to the shy, expensive outfit she wore yesterday, she looked much simpler today
She wore a fitted white dress. Her long ck hair was half down, held back with only a diamond–studded hairpin. Her makeup was light and clean.
She looked like an innocent young woman.
Ronald raised his eyebrows, crossed his arms, and leaned against the doorframe. “Who are you looking for?”
A smile curved his lips, dimples softening his cheeks.
Innocent girls, sexy temptresses, ice queens <b>… </b>
No matter how he hid his identity, countless women had thrown themselves at him over the years
And where did <i>this </i>loony get the <i>dumbass </i>idea <i>that </i><i>this </i><i>outfit </i><i>would </i>work <i>on </i><i>me</i><i>? </i>
Erin didn’t notice his cold, mocking stare. She only saw his smile and thought her first step was working She took a deep breath, eyes glistening with moisture. “Well, I’m looking for you. Can we talk Alone!”
Ronald chuckled softly, “As far as I’m concerned, we are alone. Unless you have some freaky shaman powers I don’t know about.”
Erin’s expression stiffened for a moment before she quickly looked down. Tm here to apologize for what happened yesterday.
“I was just shocked that Tracy moved in with another man so quickly. I felt upset for my friend, and that’s why I asked about you.”
She had said it all, so Ronald naturally responded, “Yeah, we’re cohabitating, but what does that have to do with your friend?”
Erin’s eyes widened in surprise. “You don’t know? Didn’t Tracy tell you?
“Well… if Tracy didn’t tell you, she’ll probably be made if I do,”
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Ronald pressed his lips tight.
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<i>Holy </i>shit, this is worse <i>than </i>child’s y. <i>How’d </i><i>CeeCee </i><i>get </i><i>trampled </i><i>all </i><i>over </i>by <i>some </i>third–rate actress with a fourth- rate repertoire?
This time, Ronald didn’t y along. “You’re right. I’ll wait until CeeCee gets back and ask her myself
Erin blinked, confused.
<i>Wait</i>, what? <i>He </i><i>should </i><i>be </i><i>asking </i>me <i>for </i><i>answers </i><i>right </i><i>now</i>!
Erin bit her lip and spoke up. “It’s not a big deal. I think you should stay out of it. The answer might hurt your rtionship.
“I just want Tracy to be happy. Don’t take it the wrong way. I think she’s cut off contact with my friend.”