The Lord Mayor Falls in Love with Me

Chapter 88 Friends fell out

Martin hadn’t seen Chance for almost a week since their fight over Joey last time. Either of them had

taken the initiative to speak to each other.

Chance froze when Martin showed up in his office.

Martin had always been a proud man. They had gotten into fights before, but Martin had never

admitted his own mistake. Chance had always been the one to apologize to him first.

Chance stared at Martin for a while and asked, “What’s wrong with you?”

Chance was still angry with Martin for yelling at him and giving him a lecture last time.

Martin was a little embarrassed, but he decided to ignore it, “Chance, my man, are you still mad at me?

It was a week ago. If I were wrong about you being attracted to her, then I apologize.”

“What if I did? Are you going to kill me?” Chance ventured, a little aggressive and revengeful.

Martin’s smile was gone. He hesitated for a second and asked, “I’m here today for something else. I

want a bottle of your specially made discutient. ASAP.”

Chance understood all at once why Martin showed up today, “Well, I thought it was weird that you

decided to apologize to me. It turns out you’re asking me a favor. Now it all makes sense. Tell me, who

did you sleep with last night? Did you hurt the girl when you two got too passionate in bed? And you

need my specific discutient for her?”

Martin blushed and couldn’t help recalling Joey underneath him in the car a while ago. He shook his

head to shake off the outrageous idea. He frowned and said loudly to Chance, “Cut the crap and give it

to me. Quick.”

“Don't be so excited. I bet she is gorgeous, or you wouldn't be so concerned about her. Wait for a

second and I’ll get it for you.”

Chance shook his head in amusement and stood up to fetch the medicine.

“You’re full of nonsense.” Martin whispered.

When Martin got it, he left right away.

Chance was curious about the girl whom Martin was apparently smitten with. He picked up a pair of

binoculars and went over to the window of his office, trying to sneak a peek at Martin’s new girl.

Martin had no idea what Chance was doing behind his back. He walked out of the clinic, got in the car

across the street and dangled the specific medicine he had gotten from Chance just now in front of

Joey, “Lean forward and I’ll apply the medicine to your face. I’ve sacrificed my dignity as a man and

friend for it.”

Joey thought he was joking. She didn’t accept his kind offer, “No thanks. I can do it on my own.”

As she spoke, she took out a small mirror from her purse, only to find that it was already shattered into

pieces. She now recalled that she had swung it at Ben Hawk in her attempts to break free from him

back in the café. It must have been broken in this way.

Martin laughed, “Don’t worry. I’ll behave. I bet you don’t want to show up in front of Allen with such a

swollen face. Come on. Don’t be so shy.”

“No, I’m not.” Joey whispered.

She knew Martin was right. She closed her eyes and slightly raised her head. She just needed a hand

to apply the medicine to her face and it was no big deal.

She took his advice. Martin put some ointment on his fingers and gently applied it to her face. In doing Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

this he had to look closely at her face. His hands started to tremble and he started to breathe heavily.

Her cheeks were red and swollen, and it wasn't pretty at all. But the rest of her face was unharmed.

Her eyelashes were long and curled. When she slightly closed her eyes, they looked like a pair of

fluttering butterflies. Her nose was delicate and straight. Her lips were tender and plump, like a pair of

rosebuds. Martin couldn’t look away from her face. He even had the impulse to lean down to kiss them.

Fortunately he came to one's senses in time when he pinched his inner thigh, trying to wake himself up

with sudden pain.

He was totally unaware that Chance was standing in his office across the street and watching his every

move.

Bang!

Chance threw the binoculars onto the floor. He loosened his tie and started to pace up and down in his

office.

“Martin, what a phony! You gave me a lecture like a righteous man. And now you’re trying to impress

Joey with my medicine behind my back. Motherfucker, you are unworthy of my friendship. Liar, you’re a

total liar!”

Chance suddenly kicked over his desk. His face was cloudy and his eyes were cold and ferocious.