Chapter 505 - Five Hundred And Five: I Need My Girlfriend (1/2)

The third point of view:

”Anabelle!” Julie reached for her but she slipped through his fingers and took off.

At once he attempted to go after her, but the announcer blocked his way. Since Julie was taller, he glanced over the man's shoulder only to discover Anabelle was getting further away.

Sweat broke out on his face, what if she got lost? She didn't know this place nor anyone here. Isabella would kill him if such a thing happened. She already warned him.

”Sir Jordan, where are you going? You just won the competition and need to receive your award!” the man made every desperate effort to block his way.

”Award my butt! I need my girlfriend!” He pushed the annoying man out of the way and went after his Anabelle, leaving the stupefied crowd in confusion.

Anabelle wiped furiously at the tears blurring her sight. She hated to cry, she wasn't a cry baby, but the stupid tears wouldn't stop falling. Although she knew it was stupid to cry over the fact her boyfriend defeated her, it still hurt her.

That competition was supposed to be a platform for her to prove her worth, her capability, but he took it all away from her! Even if he was a better eater, he could have pretended to lose and saved her face.

”Anabelle!” She heard him call her name and that made her quicken her steps. She didn't want to look at him right now even though she had no clue where she was going.

”Anabelle!” Julie finally caught onto her and grabbed her on the waist, turning her to him.

”No, let me go!” She struggled fiercely with him. He was the last person she wanted to see in her lowest moment.

”Annabelle!” he refused to let go knowing she would only try to escape him, ”Just listen to me,”

”No, I don't want to hear a thing. Just let me go!” She cried out, punching him on the chest.

With no choice left, Julie simply pulled her to him and claimed her lips, knowing it was the most effective way to calm her down at the moment.

Anabelle pushed against him with all of her strength but he didn't budge at all. She tried to fight him but her body betrayed her and the next she knew, she was kissing him back with intensity.

Julie groaned when Anabelle pushed him hard against the wall.

Thankfully they were behind a shop and the night camouflaged their appearance. Moreover, even if people saw them, none dared to comment.

Her hand went around his neck and yanked tight on his hair. She was angry and pouring all of her frustration into the kiss. Not that he was complaining anyway.

The kiss was hard and devouring as Julie parted her lips with his tongue, exploring her mouth in intimate places that made her moan in pleasure. His grip on her waist tightened just as her fingers dug into his arms. They wanted more.

But then, all good things must come to an end. Both of them came up for air. Chest heaving, the couples simply stared at each other as they tried to catch their breath.

”I'm sorry,” Julie breathed, ”I shouldn't have won,”