She Killed My Ex

Chapter 109 Do What God Tells You to Do

Chapter 109 Do What God Tells You to Do

Out of Royal Club, they had a late night snack.

In the night market, Caroline allowed Antonio to hold her hand and they walked through the crowd.

There were still a lot of strange looks around them and people pointing at them.

"Where are we going again?" Caroline knew this road was not the way back to Royal Club.

Antonio drove his Maserati to the other way.

"You'll know when you get there."

"Didn't we agree that we would only have a late night snack?"

"After a late night snack, of course we should take a walk."

“Whoever believes these words is naive,” Antonio had this in mind.

As the car headed up the elevated road, Caroline was a little apprehensive. "Where the hell are we going?"

"I’m just driving."

Caroline was speechless.

Anyway, Caroline could see that Antonio didn't want to tell her, and she wouldn't get the answer even if she asked again.

Then she turned her head and looked out the window.

"Look, here it is."

Caroline's eyes widened when the car stopped. "An amusement park?"

"Yes, I want to play. Come with me."

Antonio put his hand on his waist and said shamelessly, "A mature man like me, who is rich and handsome, knowledgeable and wise, certainly can't play as those Tom, Dick and Harry, lining up in daylight.

How can I highlight the charm of me if I don't book the whole amusement park?"

Caroline's brain buzzed. She looked at Antonio in a daze who was not far away. She could never imagine Antonio could say out this kind of shameless words.

Furthermore, she admitted he was rich and handsome.

And maybe he was knowledgeable and wise.

But would a mature man come to play in the amusement park?

Besides, who could explain to her "what is the relationship between booking the whole park and your charm?"

Unknowingly, Caroline asked this question that was on her mind.

Antonio's smile paused on his handsome face, and in a second it turned into a super shameless look. "Have you seen the TV play? On TV, there were bodyguards clearing the place wherever the president stepped on. And they said, 'Our president has taken over this place, so manager please clear the place.' Didn’t they?

Yes! Right?

They did, right?

You see, what happens to the actress?

Her hands cover the red cheeks and she looks at the hero with an adoring face. Doesn’t it highlight the hero’s particular attractiveness?

The president who can't book the whole place is not a good man!"

Caroline was speechless. If she was the same Caroline as she was three years ago, she would be rolling on the floor with her stomach covered, laughing.

Where did Antonio get this magical theory? Was it true that soap operas have influenced a generation?

"Ahem." While Caroline was confusedly looking at Antonio with blinking eyes, he began his show again. He clenched his hand into a fist, made a gesture to put it to his lips, coughed twice and said, "Caroline, what are you waiting for? "

"What?"

Caroline was unable to understand.

Antonio showed a hint of dissatisfaction between his eyebrows and looked at Caroline. "Your turn!"

"Huh?"

"Cover your face and look at me with adoration. Where's your adoration? Where’s the expression in your eyes?"

Caroline was at a loss for words. “Damn, where did the idiot come from?” she thought.

If she was still the same Caroline as she was three years ago, she would have replied like this.

But she was not.

So she could only look at Antonio with a strange face. "What have you been watching lately?"

"Caroline, I don't care. Come on! Cover your face and be coy! And look at me adoringly!"

"Caroline! I am God! Do what God tells you to do!"

"Caroline, you do it. Or I’ll complain about you to your leader."

Caroline was speechless again. Finally, as Antonio's strong request, Caroline reluctantly stretched out her hands, covered her "shy" face (in fact she blushed because of embarrassment), and looked at him with "worship" (in fact she felt speechless). "Is that enough?"

"Don't move. Yes, stay in that position."

A gust of wind passed. Antonio took out his cell phone as fast as he could, and then he quickly walked behind Caroline and put one arm around her from behind. Click! A photo was created, which showed Antonio was holding Caroline who was covering her face with her hands shyly.

"Well, come on. Let's go inside." Antonio was in a happy mood as he took Caroline's hand and headed for the playground.

Caroline's face looked terrible. "Mr. Tucker, you are violating my portrait rights. I strongly urge you to delete it."

"For what?"

"That's my picture, and I didn't agree to let you take it."

"This is a picture I got with my ability. Why do I need your permission?"

At this moment, Caroline was full of anger at Antonio. She was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

How could such a shameless man exist in this world?

"Will you delete it or not?"

"No."

"It's not right for you to do this."

"Then you go ahead and sue me."

Caroline listened to the man in front of her grunting, and she had the feeling of hitting her head on cotton.

Her strength of “struggle” for the photo disappeared.

Finally, she made a compromise. "Then you are not allowed to show it to a third person."

The man in front of him lifted the corners of his mouth which meant triumph. "Okay. I promise not to show it to a third person."

Caroline forgot the experience she was tricked out of Royal Club by this man, and then to eat a snack, and to come to this playground.

Antonio was in a great mood. "Bumper cars. Let's take bumper cars." Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

"I won't."

"But I will make no concession. Don't think I'll be merciful just because you're a girl."

"No need to show me mercy." She thought, “Who cares if you show mercy?”

"Over there, the carousel. Go go go, ride the carousel."

"That's for kids.”

"You don't dare to ride, do you? You are afraid to ride the carousel. Shame on you. Just now when we played bumper cars I have found it. You were really useless."

"Go. Go and ride it now." She thought, “ Who’s afraid to ride the carousel?”

"Go fishing for small fish."

"No."

"You are not good at Bumper cars, and you are afraid to ride the carousel. Don’t you know how to catch small fish, do you?"

"Mr. Tucker, let's compete to see who catches more fish."

"The roller coaster. Forget it, the roller coaster is boring. Not as exciting as racing on the highway in my own car. Let's go. I won't ride it."

"Mr. Tucker, are you afraid?"

"Who says I'm afraid? This is no fun. What's fun in playing children's games? Shall we go to the maze?"

"Come on, don't look. I'll take you back to your dorm."

Giving Caroline no chance to explain, Antonio grabbed her and headed over to his Maserati.

"Just send me back to Royal Club."

"Back to Royal Club? Look at the time."

Only after this reminder did Caroline realize that it was already so late.

Antonio took Caroline back to the dormitory building and pulled her. She felt a tinge of warmth on her forehead. As if preparing for being burned, she dodged in a hurry, pushed open the car door and hurried off.

Antonio's head stuck out of the car window.

"Caroline, next time let's have a ride on the Ferris wheel."

The back of the woman in front of him trembled slightly. He had seen it. He had seen her craving for the Ferris wheel in her eyes when they were at the park.

Caroline did not turn around. Finally she asked the doubt in her mind slowly in a hoarse and coarse voice.

"Mr. Tucker, was it you who wanted to go to the playground today, or did you see that I wanted to go to the playground?" If Antonio had seen her stop the young couple on their bike yesterday, Antonio, who was so perceptive and smart, might have guessed it that way.

Antonio's voice showed surprise. "You are too narcissistic. Of course I want to have fun myself."

Caroline breathed a sigh of relief, said good night and went upstairs in a hurry without hesitation.

Antonio looked at the entrance of the building where Caroline disappeared, took out his cell phone and clicked to open the photo album. One by one, all of the photos showed Caroline smiling happily and playing cheerfully.

He curled his thin lips and showed a smile. It was the best thing that she could smile happily. God knows the playground was most annoying to him.