George's words were like a kind of poison that could penetrate people's hearts, corroding their minds.
Jordy never felt that he liked Gloria. She was just suitable for him.
That was all.
Then he said in a deep voice, "If you are bored, pay more attention to Nydia."
"Shoot!" George was playful a moment ago. When he heard this, he looked like a freaking-out chicken.
"That's a little insensitive, don't you think?"
Jordy sneered. He ignored George and rolled up the window.
The glass kept going up, so George had to retract his arm. He said with a dark face, "Screw you! You are going to leave here like this? My car broke down! Give me a ride!"
Jordy frowned and looked irritated.
But George still saw him move his hand, and then the door was unlocked.
When he was about to go to the co-driver's seat, Jordy said in a deep voice, "Back seat."
George stopped and sat on the back seat with a sullen face.