Chapter 1153: Chapter 1153: Whether I’m Good or Not, Someone Always Knows...
"He’s never had a woman! Doesn’t know how to cherish them. Logically, look at my son Jose’s qualifications, right? He should have a bunch of girlfriends, but he hasn’t even taken a proper look at any girl! He doesn’t understand anything! Thankfully Andrea doesn’t mind marrying him, otherwise, do you think he could find a wife?"
Nicole held the chopsticks and laughed softly, "Then Mr. Floyd needs to learn how to cherish women properly, or it’d be a pity to remain a bachelor for life."
Jose’s cold eyes instantly scanned Nicole, clearly saying, "It’s impressive how you’re lying through your teeth!"
He doesn’t understand how to cherish women?
He cherished the jade she was so quick to replace; did she ever appreciate it?
The thing he held in his palm for five years now carries another man’s label, yet she laughs at him for not knowing how to cherish!
Jose’s anger flared up, glaring at Nicole’s calm, smiling face with fists tightly clenched.
Though Nicole’s words were light and teasing, everyone in the room felt she was diffusing Steven’s awkwardness, defending him, which made Olivia, an elder, somewhat envious and thoughtful, "If only my Jose and Andrea could get along with such love like you two, Nicole, it would save me a headache. How did I end up with such a wooden, indifferent son who can’t win a woman’s heart! I wonder if my son likes men, likes his good brother Jorge... If he’s no good with women but is with men, I’d be desperate!"
"Pfft—"
Nicole just picked up her tea when Olivia exclaimed, causing her to spray the tea out.
Jorge — referring to Ariel’s brother Jorge Saxton.
Thinking about Olivia’s words about Jorge and Jose made Nicole unable to stop laughing.
She doesn’t know if Jose is good with men; she just knows Jose is utterly ’worse-than-a-beast’ to her... Thinking about this, Nicole’s cheeks flushed an unnatural red.
Hearing Olivia’s words, Jose’s face turned completely dark. Seeing Nicole’s uncontrollable smile from across the table, his brows held a dangerous glint. He uttered a significant remark full of icy intent, "Whether I’m good or not, someone will know. Mom, next time let Langdon accompany you out, don’t find me!"
Olivia saw her taciturn son with a grim face, dared not joke anymore, and immediately picked the dish in front of her to shut her mouth.
Whether I’m good or not, someone will know...
Nicole’s hand holding the chopsticks became very stiff, and an unconscious pang of numbness spread from her waist. She lowered her head to eat, not daring to engage or appear peculiar, quietly minimizing her presence.
"Brother Jose, your favorite fish." Andrea handed a plate of fish to Jose, her face adorned with a smile, her voice gentle, as sweetly as a neighbor’s little sister, making hearts feel soft.
Nicole glanced at the plate of fish.
Attentive, even the bones picked—good wife material, a virtuous, good-mother type.
Then she looked at herself, the bowl filled with dishes Steven picked for her; in comparison, she, as the fiancée, is really...
Nicole pursed her lips and muttered softly, "No contrast, no harm."
Though her voice was quiet, with Jose as the silent mountain, the room was silent, echoing her clear voice for everyone.
Olivia saw her son hadn’t touched the fish plate and chided, "Nicole’s spot on! See, everyone’s sticking up for Andrea! Look at how Steven treats his fiancée Nicole, then look at you..."
