I rolled my eyes and didn't respond. He sure knew how to make excuses in front of us. It was clearly just him trying to impress Jessica. What did it have to do with friendship?
Damien had packaged himself as a loyal friend to Jessica. Using that as an excuse, I didn't know how many times he rolled in bed with her behind my back.
In my previous life, I chose to swallow my anger for the sake of family harmony. This time around, that wasn’t going to happen.
The warning sound of the countdown on the mobile phone was like a death warrant.
“Damn it!”
Lorenzo Humphrey, who was standing next to me, had a bad temper. He was unable to tolerate it anymore. Lorenzo suddenly kicked Damien to the ground.
“You’re the one who’s lusting after Jessica. Don’t bring us into your mess!”
Damien clutched the key tightly. And before anyone could react, he put it in his mouth. Under everyone’s horrified gaze, his Adam’s apple moved slightly.
“Damien, I'm ready now.”
Jessica carried her carefully matched bag over her shoulder and had delicate makeup on her pretty face. She also didn't forget to spray perfume on her wrists and behind her ears.
Seeing everyone's impatient expressions, she smiled indifferently. “What's there to be afraid of? There are so many junk apps out there. Who knows if they're real or not?”
At that moment, Damien also spat out the key from his mouth. He wrapped his arm around Jessica’s waist and leaned down to inhale the scent of her hair deeply.
Damien then said, “Alright, we can go downstairs together now.”
Lorenzo was so angry that his face turned red. His teeth clenched with a grinding sound.
When Jessica linked her arm with Damien’s, she deliberately gave him a flirtatious glance. In my previous life, I was too busy running away to notice that the two of them were actually close childhood friends.
Now it seemed they had been secretly hooking up behind my back for a long time. The countdown ticked down to one minute. And the warning sound became more and more urgent.
Lorenzo quickly grabbed the key, opened the door and rushed downstairs. He reminded us by the way, “Hurry up, there’s no time!”
The group scrambled downstairs in a panic. I was at the back and was the last one to run out the door.
As we descended the stairs, Jessica deliberately turned her head and admonished me, “Eugenia, why are you running so fast? Are you trying to hold us back?”