Dexter's car was quite recognizable in the parking lot of this South Side hospital.
Bianca and Emily spotted it the moment they walked into the lot.
Bianca froze for a second.
Emily, on the other hand, sighed directly and said sourly, "I am so jealous."
Hearing this, Bianca shook her head with a helpless smile. "This has nothing to do with me. I told him he didn't need to pick me up tonight."
Dexter spotted the two women as well. He hopped out of the car, grabbed two bouquets of flowers, and walked briskly toward them.
The three met up.
Dexter smiled and handed the larger bouquet to Bianca first. "I just got back from the marina and was passing by."
Bianca took the flowers, smelled them, and nodded with a smile. "I see."
Dexter then handed the smaller bouquet to Emily. "Thanks for always taking care of Bianca."
Emily: "..."
Rich, gentle, handsome... what a perfect man!!!
Envy. Jealousy!
Emily took the flowers, feeling incredibly sour. "Well, I won't be polite then, since I do take care of this dummy Bianca all the time."
"Haha, I guessed as much," Dexter replied with a laugh.
Emily laughed too.
Bianca: "???? Cough, cough, what are you two talking about!"
The three joked around for a few moments.
"I'll head back to the restaurant first. You two take your time, no rush," Dexter didn't ask Bianca to get in the car, feeling it wouldn't be appropriate to leave Emily alone to drive herself or take a cab.
"Mr. King, you are so thoughtful," Emily said sincerely. "You can't keep being this way, or I'm really going to steal you away."
As she spoke, Emily playfully puffed out her chest, showing off her rather impressive rack.
Seeing this.
Dexter looked openly, smiling appreciatively. "^_^"
"????" Bianca couldn't take it anymore. she stunned for a second, looked down at her own chest, then decisively reached out and yanked Emily away with force. "Dexter, ignore her. Go back, hurry."
"Yes, ma'am," Dexter teased. He didn't look at Emily's chest again, turned around, and left.
Seeing Dexter leave, Bianca finally breathed a sigh of relief. Then, she immediately turned to Emily and said angrily, "You slut, what are you trying to do?"
Emily didn't actually want to do anything. Dexter was excellent, sure, but he wasn't her type; she liked bad boys.
So, that little performance just now was purely to tease Bianca.
And now, seeing Bianca's reaction...
Hehe.
Emily's playful side took over, and her eyes darted mischievously. "Bianca, we're best friends, right?"
Bianca: "???? What are you trying to say?"
Emily gave a sly smile. "Since we're best friends, good things should be shared."
Bianca understood immediately and was rendered speechless. "Shut up."
Emily refused to shut up. She grinned wickedly and asked, "So, how is he in the sack?"
Hearing this, Bianca got genuinely flustered, her eyes widening. "Emily, that's enough! Or I'm really going to get mad!"
"Haha," Emily laughed, looking incredibly amused. "Look at you getting all worked up. Haha, alright, alright, I'll stop teasing you."
A few minutes later.
In the car.
"Seriously though, Bianca, how is his performance in bed?" Emily asked out of the blue.
Bianca: "????? Emily, if you're lonely, go find a man! Don't be horny around me."
Emily smiled but didn't say a word.
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The Convenience Store (Kash and Grab).
After dropping Carl off at home, Mickey came straight here.
Neither Kash nor Linda were in the store. Ian was sitting behind the counter. Seeing Mickey, he pursed his lips into a smile, looking like a total submissive bottom.
Mickey smiled too—a cocky, arrogant smile.
Neither of them spoke.
Mickey walked straight to the shelves and browsed randomly, waiting for the two customers in the store to leave.
Not long after.
The customers left.
Ian quickly locked the front door. Then, exchanging a glance with Mickey, they both walked briskly toward the storage room in the corner.
Inside the storage room.
"I missed you," Ian couldn't help but say with a shy smile.
Hearing this, Mickey immediately glared, looking fierce. "You say that again, and I'll cut your tongue out!"
Ian kept smiling, a clear sweetness in his expression.
Mickey looked annoyed. "What the fuck are you smiling at? Don't waste time!"
Ian didn't argue. He obediently did as he was told, and in a flash, got to work.
Mickey enjoyed a blowjob, and then, decisively turned around.
A battle began.
The combat was intense, and neither of them heard the commotion outside.
Kash had noticed the front door was locked, so he circled around to the back and entered through the rear door.
As soon as he walked into the store, Kash heard Mickey and Ian's voices.
Hearing the sounds, Kash's face slowly turned dark. Dragging heavy steps, he walked to the door of the storage room.
The scene inside the storage room entered Kash's vision.
Thump!
Kash's body trembled violently. His face was so dark it looked like it was about to bleed, and the hatred in his chest churned like a stormy sea.
He didn't hate that Ian and Mickey were together; he hated that Ian had been with Mickey for a long time and had kept it from him for so long...
Kash wasn't that stupid!!
Over the past three months, observing Ian's attitude toward him, he had long suspected Ian had another man. Now... it was just confirmed.
Kash hated it.
As the hatred boiled, Kash clenched his fist, raised it, and—Crash! Crash! Crash!—smashed the glass window on the storage room door.
The sound shattered the air.
Ian and Mickey heard it, turned their heads together, and saw Kash.
"Oh! Shit!!!" Meeting Kash's furious gaze, Mickey turned pale with fright. He hurriedly pulled up his pants and rushed for the door.
Reaching the door, Mickey pulled it open, forcibly suppressing his panic, and threatened viciously, "You didn't see a fucking thing! Or I'll kill you!"
Dropping that threat, Mickey fled the store in one breath.
At the same time.
Ian walked out of the storage room and stood in front of Kash. He looked at Kash, his mouth moving slightly, not knowing what to say for a moment.
They stared at each other for a few seconds.
"It's working hours. Get back to work!" Kash gritted his teeth and spoke first. After speaking, he walked behind the counter on his own.
Ian didn't move. Looking at Kash, he suddenly felt much more relaxed. He felt this was better; he didn't have to hide it anymore.
As for guilt...
There was a little bit, but only a little bit.
After all, Ian was a Gallagher, and a shameless one at that.
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The Gallagher House.
Fiona watched in disbelief as Carl and Peggy walked out of the house. Her head was buzzing non-stop. She really didn't know what to do and couldn't figure out what was happening.
Why?
Why has Carl become like this?
Why did that old hag Peggy have to come back?
Why did that bastard Dexter give Carl a job??
Ahhh!!!
Fiona's emotions spiraled out of control. She was a complete mess.