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This game also helped Raph’s company go public, which made him the millionaire he is currently.
He now dressed fine suits and appeared like a successful businessman. He asked, “Have you made the call, Tonia?” with a mischievous smirk.
Tonia was brought out of her thoughts. “What call?”
“You said you wanted to call the guy you were with last night so I could meet him. Now that Sammy is here, invite him over and we can eat together. Sammy and I can help you figure out if he’s good enough for you.”
Tonia stared at Raph for a long time. They had been friends since they were 14 and were now almost 30. He had been in her life for half of it.
Raph still looked like the cocky teenager he had been when he was a successful businessman. His features had become sharper, but Tonia could still recognise the face of the young guy who loved her more than anything else.
Yes. She couldn’t stand to leave him. Raph was like a part of her heart, mind, and soul. Now she had to pull him away.
“Raph.” She tilted her head. She smiled, but her eyes were full of sadness. “Are you hoping I won’t call him over?”
His smile, which had been a touch sly, faded.
Tonia went on, “I know you want to get a divorce so you can marry Ayra.”
Raph put his head down. It was hard to figure out what he was thinking. He didn’t say yes or no.
I don’t want to let you go; I simply want to know why it has to be Ayra.
…
Sammy picked the place they went to eat lunch. It was a quiet bistro with nice design. There was a pond and a little footbridge in the courtyard. There was also a cute little building next to it.
Tonia didn’t say anything. She stared out at the surroundings and her eyes were crimson. Raph shoved the menu towards her. “Anything is fine, Tonia. Just pick what you want.”
She didn’t even bother to look at it. “I want vegetable stir-fry and spicy fried peanuts. You guys can order the other dishes.” Those were the two things she and Raph ate virtually every day. Tonia used to pick up the old leafy vegetables that the Market stall owners had thrown away. She would boil them first to make them taste better before stir-frying them.
Their neighbour gave them the peanuts. He owned a grocery store, and his warehouse had been flooded. He couldn’t sell the peanuts anymore because they had all gotten wet. He had given them all to Raph and Tonia.
The waitress seemed to be in a bad situation. “Our bistro doesn’t have those dishes. Is there anything else you want?”
Raph took a bundle of money out of his wallet and gave it to her. “Think of something,” he said.
“Yes, sir.” The waitress took the money, wrapped it up and put it in her jeans pocket.
“Pick something, Sammy,” Raph said as he pushed the menu to him.
He asked for a bottle of whisky.
The waitress was surprised. “Is that all?”
“Yeah,” Sammy answered.
It didn’t take long for the food to arrive. There was a plate of spicy fried peanuts that had been bought for cheap somewhere, and a plate of vegetable stir-fry that had clearly been made quickly.
Sammy opened the whisky and poured it into a container. Then he put two glasses in front of himself and Raph.
Raph wiped his face and smiled cynically. “Doesn’t this remind you of that winter in the basement?”
The individuals were the same, the dishes were the same, and even Tonia’s attire were the same.
Sammy responded, “It does.”
Raph’s look grew a little pained. Then, he took a long breath and raised his glass. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he said, “Ton, let’s… Let’s finish on a good note.
Tonia gripped her thigh hard. She hated that she was so weak that she couldn’t stop her tears from pouring.
Raph took some tissues and gave them to her. “Here.” Stop crying.
She worked hard not to sound like she was going to cry. “Raph, you shouldn’t be so sweet to me right now. Aren’t you worried that I won’t abandon you again? ”
He hesitated before putting the tissues in her hand. She hurled them at him.
Raph told Sammy, “I’ve already told him that everything we own, like the house and the money, will be yours. I’ll offer you half of the company’s stock as well. You won’t have to worry about money for the rest of your life.
Tonia didn’t say anything.
Raph said, “You can also have Mingol.”
They had taken in Mingol when they were still living in the basement. It was only two or three months old at the time. Now, it was 15 years old, sick, and only able to lie on the floor all day. It was hard for it to even walk.
They both realised that their marriage and love were coming to an end, much like their lives.
“You can tell Sammy if you want anything else. “Anything I have is yours,” Raph said.
Tonia scoffed. “I want Ayra’s life.” Will you give it to me? ”
As soon as the words were out, a flirty voice said, “Who wants my life?”
Tonia looked up and saw Ayra. She was wearing a lot of jewellery and a fancy gown. She looked just like Tonia.
Tonia told Sammy that she could deal with all of Raph’s former relationships but not Ayra’s. She couldn’t explain why.
Raph had had sexy and naive ladies in the past, but he had never been serious about them. She could handle them as long as he didn’t want to marry them.
Ayra, on the other hand, was Tonia’s twin sister.
Tonia didn’t get it. She and Ayra looked exactly alike, so why would Raph want Ayra?
She was grossed off by how Raph and Ayra were being kind to each other in front of her. Then, out of nowhere, a glass of juice came in front of her. “You should drink this.” Do not drink any alcohol.
Tonia laughed at him. “Your cousin-in-law has changed, Sammy.” Why do you continually attempting to tell me what to do? ”
He put his lips together and took her tumbler of whisky.
He now dressed fine suits and appeared like a successful businessman. He asked, “Have you made the call, Tonia?” with a mischievous smirk.
Tonia was brought out of her thoughts. “What call?”
“You said you wanted to call the guy you were with last night so I could meet him. Now that Sammy is here, invite him over and we can eat together. Sammy and I can help you figure out if he’s good enough for you.”
Tonia stared at Raph for a long time. They had been friends since they were 14 and were now almost 30. He had been in her life for half of it.
Raph still looked like the cocky teenager he had been when he was a successful businessman. His features had become sharper, but Tonia could still recognise the face of the young guy who loved her more than anything else.
Yes. She couldn’t stand to leave him. Raph was like a part of her heart, mind, and soul. Now she had to pull him away.
“Raph.” She tilted her head. She smiled, but her eyes were full of sadness. “Are you hoping I won’t call him over?”
His smile, which had been a touch sly, faded.
Tonia went on, “I know you want to get a divorce so you can marry Ayra.”
Raph put his head down. It was hard to figure out what he was thinking. He didn’t say yes or no.
I don’t want to let you go; I simply want to know why it has to be Ayra.
…
Sammy picked the place they went to eat lunch. It was a quiet bistro with nice design. There was a pond and a little footbridge in the courtyard. There was also a cute little building next to it.
Tonia didn’t say anything. She stared out at the surroundings and her eyes were crimson. Raph shoved the menu towards her. “Anything is fine, Tonia. Just pick what you want.”
She didn’t even bother to look at it. “I want vegetable stir-fry and spicy fried peanuts. You guys can order the other dishes.” Those were the two things she and Raph ate virtually every day. Tonia used to pick up the old leafy vegetables that the Market stall owners had thrown away. She would boil them first to make them taste better before stir-frying them.
Their neighbour gave them the peanuts. He owned a grocery store, and his warehouse had been flooded. He couldn’t sell the peanuts anymore because they had all gotten wet. He had given them all to Raph and Tonia.
The waitress seemed to be in a bad situation. “Our bistro doesn’t have those dishes. Is there anything else you want?”
Raph took a bundle of money out of his wallet and gave it to her. “Think of something,” he said.
“Yes, sir.” The waitress took the money, wrapped it up and put it in her jeans pocket.
“Pick something, Sammy,” Raph said as he pushed the menu to him.
He asked for a bottle of whisky.
The waitress was surprised. “Is that all?”
“Yeah,” Sammy answered.
It didn’t take long for the food to arrive. There was a plate of spicy fried peanuts that had been bought for cheap somewhere, and a plate of vegetable stir-fry that had clearly been made quickly.
Sammy opened the whisky and poured it into a container. Then he put two glasses in front of himself and Raph.
Raph wiped his face and smiled cynically. “Doesn’t this remind you of that winter in the basement?”
The individuals were the same, the dishes were the same, and even Tonia’s attire were the same.
Sammy responded, “It does.”
Raph’s look grew a little pained. Then, he took a long breath and raised his glass. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he said, “Ton, let’s… Let’s finish on a good note.
Tonia gripped her thigh hard. She hated that she was so weak that she couldn’t stop her tears from pouring.
Raph took some tissues and gave them to her. “Here.” Stop crying.
She worked hard not to sound like she was going to cry. “Raph, you shouldn’t be so sweet to me right now. Aren’t you worried that I won’t abandon you again? ”
He hesitated before putting the tissues in her hand. She hurled them at him.
Raph told Sammy, “I’ve already told him that everything we own, like the house and the money, will be yours. I’ll offer you half of the company’s stock as well. You won’t have to worry about money for the rest of your life.
Tonia didn’t say anything.
Raph said, “You can also have Mingol.”
They had taken in Mingol when they were still living in the basement. It was only two or three months old at the time. Now, it was 15 years old, sick, and only able to lie on the floor all day. It was hard for it to even walk.
They both realised that their marriage and love were coming to an end, much like their lives.
“You can tell Sammy if you want anything else. “Anything I have is yours,” Raph said.
Tonia scoffed. “I want Ayra’s life.” Will you give it to me? ”
As soon as the words were out, a flirty voice said, “Who wants my life?”
Tonia looked up and saw Ayra. She was wearing a lot of jewellery and a fancy gown. She looked just like Tonia.
Tonia told Sammy that she could deal with all of Raph’s former relationships but not Ayra’s. She couldn’t explain why.
Raph had had sexy and naive ladies in the past, but he had never been serious about them. She could handle them as long as he didn’t want to marry them.
Ayra, on the other hand, was Tonia’s twin sister.
Tonia didn’t get it. She and Ayra looked exactly alike, so why would Raph want Ayra?
She was grossed off by how Raph and Ayra were being kind to each other in front of her. Then, out of nowhere, a glass of juice came in front of her. “You should drink this.” Do not drink any alcohol.
Tonia laughed at him. “Your cousin-in-law has changed, Sammy.” Why do you continually attempting to tell me what to do? ”
He put his lips together and took her tumbler of whisky.