Flash Marriage: My Penniless Billionaire Husband

Chapter 422: It Smells So Bad

"He... how could he even order girls? Does my brother also..." Eva was a little bit shy and couldn’t say it. Sam knew what she wanted to say, but stopped to look at her and said, "Miss Pattinson, I can’t talk about my boss."

She couldn’t satisfy Eva’s curiosity. Then Sam drove Eva back in the car, but before leaving, Eva took her arm, "Sam, I am afraid to live here alone. Could you stay with me tonight?" Eva took her arm and pleaded. Sam was a little hesitant, "Miss Pattinson, the security here is very good. You don’t have to worry about it."

"I know, but I’m still a little scared. Sam, will you please stay with me?" Eva begged. Seeing that Sam still did not agree, Eva said again, "Just for a while?" Sam then glanced at the time. Now was the busiest time in the club. She should go back to work. But Eva was a young girl after all, and she was begging her.

She couldn’t bear to refuse her. She paused, and said, "Well, I won’t leave until you fall asleep." Eva had no choice but to compromise and nodded in agreement. Afterward, Sam stayed with Eva and waited until she fell asleep before leaving the apartment. When she returned to the club, it was already past eleven o’clock in the evening. As soon as she parked the car and walked to the door, she met James coming out of it. He was supported by two glamorous girls. He was drunk. He staggered and almost fell.

"Mr. Taylor, be careful. Watch the steps." The two girls quickly helped him and remind him. James squinted his eyes and said nothing. He broke away from the hands of the two girls and walked towards the car staggeringly as if he was trying to prove that he was not drunk. Upon seeing this, the two girls hurriedly followed him, and then the three of them got into a taxi. The taxi drove away in front of Sam’s eyes. She watched the car leaving and couldn’t help but remember the question Eva had asked before.

Indeed, almost every client at the club ordered girls. But there were still some exceptions. She knew only three. One was Janice’s husband Christopher, and another was her boss Daniel, and the last one was James. Now it seemed that there was one less good man. Sam sighed, turned, and walked towards the club. At the same time, in the taxi, "stop the car." James ordered just after the car had just driven out. Although the driver was a little puzzled, he stopped the car on the side of the road. "Get off!" James ordered coldly.

The two girls were stunned. They had thought James didn’t stop them when they got in the car because he acquiesced in taking them home for the night, but they hadn’t expected to be driven off halfway. Although they were a little unwilling, they did not dare to stay any longer, so they could only open the car door and got off. As soon they got out of the car, James took off his jacket and threw it aside in disgust.

When the car stopped at the gate of the hotel, he opened the door and was about to get out when the driver reminded him, "Sir, your coat." "Throw it away." James didn’t turn his head and closed the car door and walked in. In the cold wind, he only wore a thin white shirt. He walked steadily without any signs of drunkenness.

He took the elevator to his floor as usual and walked to the door. He took his room card to open the door when Mrs. Taylor suddenly showed up, "James." When James saw Mrs. Taylor, his hand paused on the doorknob, and he slowly withdrew it. Mrs. Taylor approached him, and she couldn’t help frowning when she smelled perfume mixed with alcohol and tobacco on him.

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Did he just come back from that kind of place? Mrs. Taylor was heartbroken. "Why are you here?" James frowned.

Mrs. Taylor paused before saying, "James, you haven’t been home for many days. I’m a little worried about you. Will you go back with me?" James was expressionless and said, "I’m fine living here."

His alienated tone made Mrs. Taylor a little sad. She had never thought that her son would become like this in just a few days. If she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn’t have believed it at all. Thinking of those recently circulating rumors out there, Mrs. Taylor couldn’t help but ask, "James, I’ve heard that you now..."

She couldn’t say it.

James glanced at Mrs. Taylor and knew exactly what she wanted to ask. It was just those rumors recently. Thinking of this, he said directly, "You want to say I’ve hung around with prostitutes, right?"

His tone was somewhat sarcastic. Mrs. Taylor couldn’t help feeling embarrassed, "James, how...how could you degrade yourself like this?" Mrs. Taylor was disappointed and angry James sneered, "I’m degrading myself? Didn’t you want me to start over?" Mrs. Taylor was speechless, but she didn’t approve of his ways. "But this is not a proper way to start over." Mrs. Taylor was anxious.

James said calmly, "Mom, I know better than anyone else how to start over." He looked determined. Mrs. Taylor found it unbelievable, "James..."

"It’s late. You can go back."

Before Mrs. Taylor could finish her sentence, he opened the door and walked in. The door was closed in front of Mrs. Taylor. She stared at the door and closed her eyes sadly. She had never thought that her son would become like this. She had thought he was just fooling around for a few days at most. But he was getting worse and worse. She even began to wonder if she had done it wrong in the first place, but now what was done was done. What else could she do? Mrs. Taylor stood there uncomfortably for a long time before turning around and leaving slowly.

But shortly after she turned and left, the door of the closed room opened. James slowly walked out of the room. He stood at the door, watched Mrs. Taylor leaving disappointedly, and lowered his eyes guiltily. Mom, I hope you can forgive me. He sighed silently in his heart, turned around, and was about to return, but as soon as he turned his head, he saw a familiar figure on the other side of the corridor. "Why are you here?" He frowned.

Eva didn’t want to go there, but when she was caught, he could only walk over. "Of course I came here to spend the night." She raised the room card in her hand as she spoke.

In fact, she woke up shortly after Sam left, and she was afraid of staying alone in the apartment, so she simply came to the hotel. This hotel was under the name of Daniel, and when it was first built, he had reserved a room for himself. She was Daniel’s younger sister, so it was easy for her to get the key to his room. But she didn’t expect to accidentally see such a scene. James glanced at the room card in

her hand. It was Daniel’s private room, right next to his room. When Daniel wanted to reserve a room, he had also specially reserved one for James, which was right next to his.

Now that the room card appeared in Eva’s hand, James was not surprised. He just turned around lightly, and was about to return to his room, but was stopped by Eva, "You seem to be... guilty."

Eva stared into his eyes and said. Yes, he was guilty.

James was slightly awkward, frowning, "What do you know?" Eva disagreed and argued, "Of course I know. No mother in the world wants to see her child degrade himself. From another angle, no child wants to hurt his mother, unless... this person is born inhumane. Then it’s another matter, but you should not be that kind of person."

Eva looked at him thoughtfully. James only felt that she was talking too much. He turned around a little irritably and was about to go back to his room, but was stopped by Eva again. This time, she simply blocked the door of his room and said, "You haven’t answered me yet. You’re not the kind of inhumane person, right?"

Eva was originally full of curiosity, but when she smelled the strong perfume on his body, she couldn’t help covering her nose in disgust, "Did you spray a whole bottle of perfume on your body? It smells so bad."

James didn’t say anything, just glared at her, then he took her collar and threw her aside, and opened the door. The door closed in front of Eva. She made a face very unhappily and muttered, "Well, you didn’t answer my question. Who do you think you are?"

She turned around and was about to go back to her room when she suddenly remembered something and looked back. No, the perfume she had smelled in the box was different. Could it be possible that he had ordered another girl? Eva was puzzled. She shrugged and walked towards her room. Early the next morning, Eva was woken up by her phone, and she picked it up in a daze.

"Eva, why are you not in the apartment? Where did you go last night?" Daniel’s voice came over the phone. He sounded anxious. Eva rubbed her sleepy eyes. Only then did she remember that she hadn’t told her brother about her stay in the hotel.

She said, "I came to stay in the hotel last night. I’m in your room." Daniel was speechless for a while, and said, "Why didn’t you tell me? Sam couldn’t find you in the morning, and she called me."

Eva then thought of Sam. She was a little embarrassed and said, "Sorry, I forgot. What should I do? Will Sam be angry?"

"Okay, I’ll make a call and tell her that you are in the hotel, so she won’t look for you anymore." Daniel hung up. Eva was relieved after hanging up the phone. She couldn’t help feeling guilty again when she thought that Sam had been looking for her all morning. Why didn’t she go to see Sam apologize? Thinking about this, she quickly got up to wash, got dressed, and walked out the door, but as soon as she walked outside the door, she ran into James who was also going out.

She hurriedly waved her hand and said hello, "Hello, James, good morning." James

heard her and was suddenly uncomfortable. He was not familiar with Daniel’s sister, and they had only met a few times when they were playing together when they were little. But she was so proactive and enthusiastic. "Morning," He replied faintly, and turned to walk away.

Eva caught up with him, "James, are you going to the dining hall? Why don’t you go with me? I just came back and I don’t know what’s delicious here." James was troubled by Eva’s chattering, but she was Daniel’s sister, after all, so he didn’t get angry and said patiently, "You can ask the staff here."

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"They won’t tell the truth, and they will tell me everything here is delicious," Eva complained. James frowned. He really couldn’t stand Eva’s endless chattering, so he simply took her to the buffet in the hotel. He stopped in front of the food plates, picked up some casually, and handed it to her. Eva took it happily. Seeing that he only had a cup of coffee in his hand, she was surprised, "Why don’t you take some food?"

"I have no appetite." He took the coffee and went to a table by the window. Eva paused and hurriedly followed him. She sat opposite James and glanced at the food piled high in front of her. She was a little embarrassed for a moment, "Um... do you want me to share it with you?" James ignored her and just stared out the window. The light in the morning was very soft and shining in through the glass window, which was somehow hazily beautiful. He was sitting by the window and holding a coffee cup in his hand, and his handsome profile stunned Eva for a moment. He was a handsome and unique man. But he was gloomy.

It was a pity that she didn’t like gloomy men. It would be nice if he were sunny. She preferred sunny men. Thinking of this, Eva shook her head in boredom and felt a little curious about what he was looking at. She followed his gaze and found that not far away, the Ferris wheel was standing there looming. So was he looking at the Ferris wheel? "

"Do you want to play?" Eva asked curiously. James ignored her, still staring outside the window. Eva just felt bored, curled her lips, and helped herself to the food. Halfway through the breakfast, James’ cell phone rang, and he got up and walked aside to answer it. Eva didn’t care about it. She just spared no effort to eat the food on the plate. At this time, two waiters came over.

"Poor Mr. Taylor! He always sits here in a daze for a long time every morning."

"Yes, since Mrs. Taylor left, Mr. Taylor has become a totally different person. He used to make jokes with us occasionally when he came here, but now..."

The two waiters sighed and walked on.

Eva was very curious.

"Wait." She stopped them quickly, and the two waiters looked at her in confusion.

Eva got up and said, "The man you are talking about... is it Mr. Taylor who just sat

there?" She pointed to the chair James had just sat in across from her. But the two

waiters hurried away as if they had seen a ghost. Eva frowned. Was she that scary?

"Have you finished your breakfast?" There was a sudden sound behind her, and Eva suddenly understood why the two waiters had run away. She was embarrassed. After all, she was secretly inquiring about someone else’s gossip behind his back but was caught by him.

"Yes... I’ve finished it." Eva replied awkwardly.

James glanced at his watch blankly, "I have to leave now." He turned and walked towards the door as if he hadn’t heard anything just now. Eva was surprised, and hurried to catch up with him, "Wait, can you give me a ride? I’ll go back to the apartment." James ignored her but didn’t refuse. Eva followed him, and the two

reached the hotel parking lot one after another.

James stopped in front of a black Rolls Royce, opened the driver’s door, and sat in. Eva quickly opened the door of the passenger’s seat and was about to get in. "Sit back," James said coldly.