Rick's Friend
1872 Words
Valencia's brows knitted, and she bit her lower lip. She let her crafty mind spurn on how to alert Tatiana about her stay at Maverick's mansion.
Not only did Maverick lock Valencia in one position, but he also kept her phone hidden.
Valencia's expression turned gloomier upon recalling it. She quickly inhaled to suppress her wandering thoughts.
Valencia rested her chin on her palm, and she began to think about how she could send cheating evidence to the legitimate wife.
Placing kiss evidence on Maverick's shirt? Valencia hurriedly shook her head. No. No. She hasn't even seen her bag, not to mention her lipstick...
RING!!!
The sudden ringing of Maverick's phone, which was placed next to Valencia, distracted her thoughts.
Valencia's lips pursed gloomily at the interaction, and she simply stretched her hand to silence the call.
Her hand was about to touch the phone's volume button when her neck suddenly craned and her eyes lit up.
Immediately, Valencia's face brightened, and she quickly reached out to grab Maverick's phone.
Valencia had been thinking of the right way to reveal the cheating evidence to Tatiana, but she had never expected that Tatiana would call Maverick beforehand! What's better than provoking Tatiana on the phone? The thought made Valencia's body shake with excitement!
Hearing the continuous sound of the shower, Valencia's eyes flashed with a crafty glint, and she quickly picked up Tatiana's call.
Valencia leaned back on the bed cockily and conveyed in a coquettish and docile voice as soon as she picked up the call, “Hello, Rick is taking a shower. Can you please drop a name? When Rick returns, I'll mention that you call him.”
Tatiana's brain felt as if it had exploded upon hearing the sweet yet infuriating voice of that b***h.
Although Tatiana had been trying to stop herself from believing in her intuition, it turns out... It turns out that Valencia, that b***h, has really returned to Maverick's side!
Didn't Maverick promise to marry Tatiana as soon as he returned? Why is he with that b***h?
The thought of what the two must have done to make Maverick take a shower at that time of the day ran through Tatiana's mind, and the thought almost drove her insane.
Tatiana's face blazed with fury. She dug her fingers into her palm, hatred swirling in her orbs. “Why? Why is it you? Why did you return?" She bellowed in hatred, her chest heaving and falling.
Tatiana was unable to control herself at the news of Valencia returning to Maverick's side!
"Ah, it's you, Miss Tatiana, Rick's friend." Valencia suddenly exclaimed in a soft voice, as if she didn't know that it was Tatiana. She purposely emphasized the 'Rick friend' to infuriate Tatiana more. "Miss Tatiana, I didn't know you were calling because the caller ID was unknown." Valencia's voice was very innocent, beautiful, and soft to the ears. But each of her words kept attacking Tatiana fiercely.
That green tea b***h had humiliated Valencia in the presence of the media while feigning innocence. Even though Valencia needed Tatiana's help, of course, Valencia's intent for revenge is still swirling fiercely.
Luckily for Valencia, her course of action demands that she rile Tatiana's emotions up in a bad way. And for a white Lotus b***h like Tatiana, who likes to pretend to be pure, the best way to attack her is to pretend to be pure too!
Upon hearing Valencia mention that the caller ID was unknown, even though Tatiana knew that the shameless b***h called Valencia must be lying to annoy her, Tatiana couldn't help being affected, and she almost spat out blood due to fury.
Recalling Tatiana's words, Valencia smiled sweetly and innocently, as if she couldn't understand the meaning behind Tatiana's earlier response. She tilted her neck and inhaled. "What did Miss Tatiana mean by why is it me? Everyone knows Rick and I are loving couples, so if it weren't me, who'd be by his side?"
Valencia suddenly sighed in distress, as if she were being remorseful. "After pulling a stunt on Rick a few years ago, the minute Rick caught me, he locked me up so I wouldn't escape anymore. Rick has even been..." Valencia paused and cleared her throat meaningfully. "Hm-hm me for a few days now as punishment. Aiya, Rick is simply too intense.”
Tatiana's eyes turned bloodshot, and her face twisted hideously. The more she heard Valencia call Maverick in an endearing tone and explain what had been going on, the more she felt as if she was going insane. "Shut up, you slut. You're too shameless! How dare you lie? Maverick can never be attracted to you. You must have seduced him, you whore." Tatiana bellowed, her chest heaving heavily.
Despite Tatiana's bellow, Valencia's lips only curved upward, and she continued in a calm and steady, sweet tone—clearly, Valencia was unfazed.
"Think about it, Miss Tatiana. If Rick doesn't want to see me, even if I exerted the whole country, Rick wouldn't, which means that Rick likes and pampers me a lot." Valencia continued to blurt her nonsense confidently.
Valencia paused and began to 'enlighten' softly. "Miss Tatiana, you're a famous star now; you shouldn't cling to someone else's husband. Miss Tatiana might later be unable to find a man due to such a shameless attitude.” Valencia's lips curved slightly. Not only were her implicit words conveying that Maverick loved Valencia, but she's also indirectly calling Tatiana a shameless woman who's interfering in Valencia and Maverick's relationship.
Tatiana dug her fingers into her palm. Her eyes were swirling with hatred. How dare Valencia call her shameless? To Tatiana, Valencia is the shameless one because Valencia should understand by now that she was just a substitute—a substitute who had no place next to Maverick.
She seethed, "You shameless slut; Maverick took you as a substitute; you have to leave his side..."
Valencia sighed softly and began to swing her legs childishly. "Miss Tatiana, it's not about me not leaving Rick. Even if I want to, Rick won't let me."
Valencia purposely let out an exaggerated, remorseful sigh. "Ah! It's Valencia's fault for being so childish and letting Rick down. Now, Rick simply tied me up and refused to let me move. Rick only focused on tossing me about to satisfy his hunger." Valencia suddenly let out an embarrassed and coquettish cough. "Oops. Valencia is sorry for letting Miss Tatiana see such an embarrassing side. Ah! Once Rick comes out, I'll inform him Miss Tatiana called." As soon as Valencia completed her statement, she cut off the call fiercely, leaving a stunned Tatiana.
Valencia's lips curved up in a smile. At this moment, she can't help thinking that she's the cockiest mistress alive.
Valencia couldn't help recalling that in web novels, all the antagonists were the ones who usually face-slap the FL at the beginning with all types of schemes.
It's quite interesting how Valencia, the female lead... Valencia pursed her lips. Looking at it, isn't this a sign that she's the antagonist?
No. No. Valencia is pure. How can she be an antagonist? Forget it. Novels aren't real life.
She only hoped that after all her incredible acting and signals, Tatiana would come up with something and wouldn't let her down.
The sudden stop of the shower jolted Valencia out of her reverie.
Quickly, Valencia turned and returned Maverick's phone to its proper position. She simply turned her back and closed her eyes, pretending to be asleep.
Maverick pushed open the bathroom door and strode out of the bathroom in long strides. A white towel was cladded around his waist, revealing his delicious and ripped upper body.
Maverick's lips curved up as soon as his dark eyes fell on the woman, who pretended to sleep despite the occasional fluttering of her fan-like black eyelashes.
Maverick eyed the rope that prevented him from sweeping Valencia up in a bridal carry as if it were an eyesore before his gaze fell on the woman's exquisite palm-sized face.
Maverick poked Valencia's nose playfully, yet she refused to open her eyes.
He lowered his head and bit her earlobe slightly. “Leaving. What do you want? I'll get them for you."
Valencia opened her eyes and stared at Maverick seriously. "My taste buds haven't changed over the years,” she replied. The implicit meaning was that Maverick should buy her the things she loved in the past because she still liked them a lot.
Maverick's expression turned solemn. At that moment, he realized that she had been the one caring for and taking care of him; in fact, he didn't know anything about Valencia's likes. He extended his hand, caressed her exquisite face, and seriously responded, “I'll treat you better from now on.”
Valencia clung to his hand and stared at him anxiously. "Rick, what if I promised to leave Corbyn?” Even though she didn't complete her questions, Valencia was asking if Maverick was willing to let her go if she promised to leave Corbyn.
After all, Valencia wasn't with Corbyn in the first place, so she didn't have any qualms promising Maverick.
Maverick's expression turned detached, and he coldly replied, “I won't let you be with another man.”
Valencia bit her lower lip and simply closed her eyes upon hearing his words. At that minute, she realized that he had just been laying out excuses, and he actually had no intention to let her go. But why? Tears pooled in her eyes immediately, but she refused to let the scum man see her weakness.
Seeing Valencia's alienation, a deep sense of irritation pervaded Maverick's heart. He lowered his head and engulfed her seductively sweet lips in a fierce kiss.
Despite Valencia's trembling body, she only clenched the blanket. She refused to open her eyes or let out a sound, making Maverick's irritation grow.
Maverick immediately invaded her sweet, small mouth and cleaned all corners of her mouth with his fierce tongue.
Yet Valencia stubbornly persisted.
A trace of helplessness flickered past Maverick's eyes; he clenched his fist, released her, and strode away. The next minute, the door was slammed hard, causing a loud noise to reverberate throughout the whole mansion.
After a few minutes of observing that Maverick had truly left, Valencia finally opened her misty eyes. Her hand made its way to her aching chest, and she rubbed it gently.
Even though she tried to hate that man, her heart won't simply agree with her. The times spent with him these days kept making her joyful, even though it was fake.
She only wished. She only wished that he'd learn to fall in love with her, even if. Even if it's just a bit.
However, he simply had no care for her emotions. She wasn’t his toy. How dare he treat her like that? He truly didn't care for her.
If he did, he'd at least try to ask her why she left him that year; rather, he only treats her as his s*x toy or his mistress ever since he set his eyes on her again.
The thoughts made tears slip past Valencia's eyes. Sad sobs immediately filled the room.
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