Chapter 85: Frustration
Chapter 89
Jason’s pov
The amount of shock that shot through my inside when I got the first notification of Rory spending my money was one that left me stunned for minutes. In all honesty, I hadn’t expected him to even spend more than a little money on it. But one after the other, I kept getting notifications till the entire money in the card was completely gone. All under a few hours.
The money didn’t actually faze me because I still had a lot from where it came from, but I was still shocked that the entire money got burned through in a few hours. However, what actually shocked me was the fact that he sent me a text right after he used up the money in the card, informing me that he wouldn’t be meeting up with me. He even had the audacity to inform me that he bought something for Ken With my money.
I had felt annoyed and cheated, because I believed that money would have moved him enough to really meet up with me. But that didn’t end up working, and right now, I was trying to figure out what to do next.
When I met up with him last night, we had a very thorough conversation and I told him his suggestion had been complete shit. It hasn’t worked out like I had expected, instead it only seemed like it worsened things up.
My friend had snickered before slapping me fondly against the back and exclaiming that my omega was quite wild than he expected. Even though he was not my omega and now have someone he was currently in love with, I didn’t border correcting him because it pleased me to get referred as that
"I don’t know what to do." I sighed out frustratedly and my friend had hummed before leaning forward over the table between us here at a club. My friend wasn’t even supposed to be here, but since I was staying in this country for now and would also be running a lot of work from here, he had decided to come down here for about a week and use the same opportunity to go on a little vacation. As usual, we had hit it off and had soon began to converse like we’d been together in person for the past few weeks.
"How about you..." he had began to speak when I snorted and cut him off.