Chapter 709 Had A Good Nightlife
Chapter 709 Had A Good Nightlife
Chapter 709 Had a Good Nightlife
When Martha came back to her senses, her face had become even redder than before.
She bit her lip and said, a little bit annoyed, "Isn't that thanks to your torture last night?"
If it wasn't for Stefan who did it again and again, she wouldn't have to get up late.
She had plans to go shopping with Melissa today. But now, since she woke up so late, she would
definitely be teased by Melissa again.
At this moment, the man on the other end of the phone had a slight smile on his lips as he replied in a
low and seductive voice, "Thank you for your praise, my dear wife. I will definitely continue to work hard
tonight."
"Shameless!" Martha gritted her teeth and spat out one word, then hung up the phone decisively to
prevent herself from getting any angrier.
She glared at the bowl of millet porridge and stack of small dishes on the dining table in front of her,
feeling a sourness in her lower back.
Last night she didn't mean that at all. They were doing it again and again because of his strong sexual
desires, but he made it sound like she wanted to satisfy her own desire.
She became so angry when she thought of this, but unfortunately, she had no way to deal with the man
she was with.
The Harrison Group's CEO office.
After being hung up on, Stefan's mood was surprisingly good as he lightly tapped the desk with his
hand and kept smiling.
He had a mental image of Jimmy earnestly talking to him about his younger sister, and he felt that the
task ahead was daunting.
Moreover, he was also curious about what Martha looked like when she was a child.
That soft and tender little girl must be very charming.
Stefan, who was usually very aloof, couldn't help but start looking forward to the arrival of their second
child.
What he doesn't know is that having a second child is really a long and arduous journey for him.
In the Doyle Manor, Martha had just finished her breakfast when she received a phone call from
Melissa.
As soon as the phone was answered, Melissa's urgent voice came through, "Martha, what time is it
now?"
A weird look flashed through Martha's eyes, and she quickly spoke to soothe Melissa's emotions.
"Melissa, my bad, my bad. I overslept today."
"Humph, indulging in pleasure every day; be careful of your waist!" Melissa said in a bad tone, then
asked, "Shall we meet at the old place?"
"Okay then."
"She had made plans to go shopping with Melissa today, and this time she wouldn't hesitate. She was
determined to use Stefan's credit card to satisfy her shopping desires and forget about her sadness
and anger.
Half an hour later, Martha was all dressed up and ready to go. The driver took her to the city's most
famous mall. When she arrived, Melissa was already trying on clothes at a well-known brand store.
Martha walked over with a smile on her face and casually picked up a piece of clothing from the rack by
the door before approaching Melissa.
"Why don't you try this one?"
Melissa turned around, saw her best friend, and couldn't help but smile.
"You finally came! I've been waiting for you."
The woman in front of her pursed her lips slightly as she smiled while holding out the piece of clothing
in hand.
Melissa raised an eyebrow as she reached out for it.
"Not bad. It's rare that you remember my preferences. I'll forgive you this time."
When she first entered the store earlier, Melissa had set eyes on that particular piece of clothing but
intentionally didn't ask for it from the salesperson to see if Martha could pick out the dress she liked.
Thinking about this made Melissa look at Martha with satisfaction in her eyes.
Martha nervously walked closer towards Melissa while winking at her, "You are my best friend after all; I
can't forget your preferences even if I tried."
"Humph! You have a conscience," replied Melissa happily as she took the clothes from Martha's hands
before walking towards the fitting room.
With a good mood, Martha turned around confidently, heading towards another rack nearby and
looking for something nice for herself too. Soon enough, a salesperson approached, offering them both
some new seasonal clothes which just arrived recently. "Mrs. Harrison, this is our latest collection which
has just come in stock yesterday, would you like me show them?"
She furrowed her brows and shook her head gently after a moment. "Thank you for the
recommendation, but I don't like this style."
After she finished speaking, she turned her head to continue looking at the clothes hanging on the rack.
The salesperson was slightly stunned upon hearing her words, then turned and walked towards the
nearby warehouse.
A moment later, the salesperson came back with a black long dress in hand and approached Martha.
"Mrs. Harrison, this dress is our new product in store. We just received a sample from the workshop
today. Do you like this style?"
Martha turned around and looked at the black dress that was being presented by the salesperson.
The dress was beautiful with some diamonds embedded on it; it was also a fishtail skirt design.
However, such dresses were not suitable for daily wear; they could only be worn during evening events
or parties.
She opened her lips to refuse but Melissa's voice came from behind, "Martha, take a look at this dress!
Doesn't it compliment my figure well?"
Upon hearing Melissa's voice, Martha immediately threw an apologetic glance at the salesperson
before whispering softly: "I'm sorry; I'll go over there first."
"Okay," replied the salesperson respectfully while understanding that Martha had indirectly declined
their recommendation earlier.
She thought that Mrs. Harrison would appreciate such an elegant and noble design of black skirt but
apparently she had overestimated herself earlier.
Martha quickly headed towards Melissa who looked radiant not far away while praising, "Not bad! Let's
take this one later!" Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.
"I think so too," said Melissa cunningly before dragging Martha to pick other clothes without even
changing out of her current ones.
After buying all their desired clothes, they both decided unanimously to have lunch first before heading
off to coffee shop for some chit-chatting time together.
They arrived at the nearest restaurant where they ordered several dishes casually before starting up a
lively conversation again.
"Martha, didn't you work on your studio again? How is everything going now?"
Sitting beside Melissa, Martha put down her glass gently while speaking warmly, "I've sent my paintings
to Rhys' place. As for other things, I'm not sure yet."
"That's good enough; now you can rest well for awhile," replied Melissa soothingly .
Melissa picked up the glass of water in front of her and took a sip. Jimmy had broken his leg a while
back, and Martha had been busy taking care of him at the hospital. It was exhausting work, but now
that she was back home, she could finally take some time to rest.
In a few weeks' time, if Martha's fans found out that the famous painter was making a comeback, there
would be another global frenzy.
Martha responded with good spirits and lazily leaned back in her chair. Melissa glanced over at the
woman beside her with rosy cheeks and suddenly pinched her cheek.
"Look at you glowing face! You must be having a colorful nightlife."