Oliver's Substitute Bride (Oliver and Jessica) novel Chapter 84

"Everyone has their own difficulties in doing things," Martin said indifferently.

"You are indeed Oliver's friend. You even help him find an excuse." Sally was so angry that she stepped on the accelerator and rushed onto the road. "Fasten your seat belt."

When they were on the road, she remembered Martin. "Where are you going?"

"The place you go."

She didn't expect to meet someone who liked messing around. "I'm going home."

"Then invite me to your house for a drink." Martin was shameless.

"We are not friends."

"Miss Saletta, did you forget something important? Do you need me to help you recall?"

Sally didn't want to talk to him anymore. This time in GrandVille Apartments, she saw Oliver's true colors clearly. She thought he was a gentleman who didn't mess with women before, but he did such shameless things behind his wife's back. Now his good wife left.

The man in the car was Oliver's good friend. Who kept company with Oliver would learn to be evil. Those tricks of playing with women could only fool those young girls. She had been through a lot and would not be fooled easily.

As the car drove downtown, she stopped the car on the side of the road. "Please get out of the car. It's easy to take a taxi or take public transport here."

Martin sneered. "Why do you desperately want to chase me down? I feel like I've known you for a long time even though we just met. I think it's better to go to the restaurant next. I'll treat you to dinner."

Sally really felt a little hungry as he mentioned treating her dinner. Just in front of her was a restaurant that she liked, so she drove to the door of the restaurant.

Anyway, she had to eat alone in her house. She could just take him as a company, hoping he could provide her with some fun.

She was really depressed to know about what happened to Jessica today. She was very uneasy and worried about Jessica. Sally was from Lambola City and had no friends in Birmingham. She liked Jessica very much the moment they met and regarded her as a friend. Now even this friend was missing.

The two of them found a seat by the window and sat down.

Sally threw over a menu. "Order what you want. We come at the right time today. Otherwise, if it is a rush hour, there would be a long line."

Martin didn't even look at it and he put the menu aside. "I'm not picky about food."

Sally wanted to leave as soon as possible, so she picked up the menu, and casually ordered a few of her favorite dishes. Apart from the soup, they were basically spicy, as if she didn't care if Martin could bear.

When the dishes were all served on the table, Martin was a little dumbfounded. Each dish was full of either red chili or green chili. The dishes looked very tempting, but he couldn't eat anything spicy.

He knew that Sally was from Lambola City. People in Lambola City liked to add sugar when they cooked and enjoyed the original taste of the dishes. He didn't expect that she could eat so much spicy as a person from Lambola City. It seemed that she changed greatly in Birmingham in the past few years.

Although he was from Birmingham, he grew up in Lambola City. He had long been used to the fresh and sweet dishes. Looking at the dishes on the table, he didn't know what to eat.

Sally saw through him and laughed in her heart. She ate her dishes happily and tried to persuade Martin, "Come on. If you don't come with me, you won't find such a delicious restaurant. The chance is precious. You should have more."

Martin was a doctor. When he looked at food, he would automatically classify them as carbohydrates, proteins, or minerals. Especially after the past few years when he was in the United States, he didn't pay much attention to the taste of food, as long as he ate it lightly and healthily.

Now that Sally had said that, he didn't want to show his timidity in front of this woman. He picked a piece of chicken from the plate and put it into his mouth. It was obviously a piece of white meat that was probably accidentally covered with the sauce. When he ate it, his mouth was attacked by the spicy and numb flavor. He immediately picked up the glass and drank water.

If there was a mirror, he could see his face was flushed. He shouldn't challenge himself to eat something spicy, and his stomach might protest his behavior, so his taste suffered a strong impact.

Sally was shocked when she saw him like this. "If you can't stand it, just give in. Order some food you like. Your appearance makes me unable to enjoy my meal."

"Do you care about me or yourself?"

"Of course, it's for my own sake. I don't want to see a pig with a redhead dangling in front of me, which would make me unable to eat. Anyway, it was you who insisted on going to this restaurant with me."

"Have you ever seen such a handsome pig?"

Only then did Sally lift her eyes and take a closer look at Martin, who was across him. She had to admit that Martin looked very handsome and quite pretty. He was the kind that could attract women.

"Well, you can be called a handsome pig."

Martin knew that the dishes were completely out of his taste and did not want to order any more. He pitifully asked for a bowl of tomato egg soup to eat with rice, but even the rice here tasted so bad, so he sat quietly and watched the woman eating.

Sally's focus was on this food so that she didn't even notice when Martin paid the bill.

"Thank you. I didn't expect you to treat me to dinner, so I took it as your fare. We don't owe each other anything."

"You're so rude. You're full but I'm still hungry."

"It's none of my business since you don't want to eat these dishes."

"That's right, but I accompany you to eat, and now it's your turn to eat with me."

"I don't have the damn time." As she spoke, she got up and walked out of the door, took out the car keys, and turned on the lights.

"Pretty women should watch their tongues."

"Why should I?"

"Pretty girl should not say damn."

"That's the funniest joke I have ever heard. Leave me alone." After Sally finished speaking, she walked towards her car.

Unexpectedly, Martin kept following her. When Martin was about to the door, Sally locked the car again. "Mr. Deerman, for the sake of you treating me to dinner, I'll order a car for you. Then we're done."

Before Sally could call someone, the key in her hand was snatched by the man and he went straight into the driver's seat. "Come on, or I'm leaving you here."

Sally was caught unprepared, so she had to hang up the phone, open the door of the back seat, and get into the car. "I can't tell before that you are a scoundrel, Martin."

"I think your car is better. Let me have a try."

This man was indeed eloquent.

"If you want to drive me home for free, I'm fine with that. Send me to RH Apartments in the west of the city." Sally didn't bother to argue with him anymore. She leaned against the back seat and stared at the man, thinking to herself, 'What is he going to do?'