His Beloved Mate novel Chapter 82

Pearl took his hand and sighed. She looked at Cassie and said with a smile, "Before Dylan and Cassie married, Dylan kept telling me that he was busy with his work and had no time to fall in love. But it's not long. Look, he is married with Cassie!"

Mrs. Carla smiled and said, "He always says that he can fall in love freely. He asked us not to get involved in his business, but now he is already 27. He doesn't even have a girlfriend. How can we not care?"

Speaking of this, Ryan cleared his throat and interrupted Mrs. Carla, "Well, mom, we are playing cards with grandma today, not talking about me."

Cassie chuckled. It turned out that an excellent single young man like Ryan would also worry that he couldn't find a boyfriend.

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On the mahjong table

Cassie said, "Grandma, aunt. Let me make it clear first. I'm not good at playing mahjong. You have to give me some space. Otherwise, I will be heartbroken if I lose all my money!"

She mumbled the last part of the sentence in a low voice. Suddenly, Ryan burst into laughter. He looked at Cassie and said, "Okay."

Last time, Cassie played mahjong on last year's new year's Eve. The family was bored, so they invited Rita next door to play mahjong and chatted for a new year. She hadn't fought for a year, so she wasn't skillful.

Maybe it was because she was still thinking about the thing about Betty, or maybe it was because the God of wealth didn't come today. Ryan tried his best to let her win, but she just couldn't.

The cards were played in circles, and it was five o'clock in the afternoon. Cassie had almost lost all her cash. But it was not a big deal to lose to grandma. Anyway, the benefits would not flow to the outsiders' fields.

"Madam, Mr. Dylan is here."

Cassie's hand hanging in the air. Noticing her anxiety, Ryan smiled gently and said, "Dylan is here. Why don't you help Cassie to play?"

Dylan saw Cassie.

She looked awkward and couldn't hide her feelings.

Cassie pursed her lips, turned around and went into the kitchen. She made up an excuse, "I... I'd better accompany Alisa to cook."

Dylan said, "Don't blow up the kitchen."

It was just a common joke. But when she thought of the rumor that he went to the hotel with Betty, the bitterness in Cassie's heart spread again.

She said in a fit of pique, "Yes, I'm not as good as her in cooking. Do you dislike me now? !"

Her? Dislike?

What did she misunderstand?

Confused, Dylan frowned at her.

Cassie pursed her lips and went into the kitchen without looking back.

Noticing something was wrong, Mrs. Carla smiled slightly. She asked, "What's wrong with you and Cassie? Why is she absent-minded this afternoon? Did you bully her?"

Dylan said, "I went to work this afternoon."

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The dinner is dumplings. Owen would come back in the evening.

Alisa had planned to stir the minced pork with a cooking machine, but Cassie carried two knives and chopped the pork on the chopping block with an angry look.

Humph! The man's mouth was a liar. She was going to sour into lemon spirit!