A Pigeon Pair: Sweetheart, Let's Get Married

Chapter 12 Here You Are

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It all happened so fast.

Everyone in the room felt it jaw-dropping.

They quieted down and silence reigned the room instantly.

So awkward!

It was because of the alcoholic that Everly was so bold. What she did and said when she came in was

like flashing by.

She felt herself amazing.

However, seeing the wine permeating the man's crotch, she felt as if she had also been splashed and

regained her senses.

Not long after, there were sounds around.

Some people were holding back laughter.

Then, someone couldn't help but laugh out in spite of himself, breaking the awkward silence.

People burst into laughter one after another. They couldn't stop and doubled up.

And someone slapped his thigh and shouted, "Holy shit, who's this hot, bold girl?"

Another person said, "You said Maverick was not so strong as he looked. Is that so?"

"That's why he's not interested in regular women?"

"... it's the funniest thing I've heard this year!" The man laughed.

"Maverick, are you really unable to do it even when your pants are off?" All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

"It's harsh. Who's this girl? She's pretty and mean."

"Tell us what exactly happened. And how."

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Almost everyone burst into laughter. It seemed to be out of control.

Everly was a little afraid and her legs almost gave way beneath her. She regretted it, 'I'm so impulsive.'

When looking Maverick in the eye, she trembled despite herself.

His gaze was like a sharp knife on her neck, preparing to kill her.

Everly turned away his head as she thought, "What was there to be afraid of?"

'What's done is done!'

'Besides, he had gone too far.'

'Forget it. I'd better leave now.'

She pinched her coat, turned around and walked towards the door.

Amidst the laughter, a man said in a cold voice, "Everly."

Everly felt a shock.

She wished she were hit by lightning.

If she were, could she turn back time?

Or she wished she could die.

'Isn't it Hendrix's voice?'

Everly stood upright at the door, forgetting to breathe.

People stopped laughing and got confused for the time being. Someone asked, "What? Hendrix, do

you know her?"

"Everly?" Someone else responded more quickly, "Are you two relatives?"

Hendrix's voice was calm. Everly knew that the calmer he sounded, the angrier he was. She clenched

her fists again.

"She's my sister," Hendrix said.

The sound of footsteps behind her was nearer. Hendrix stood behind Everly and said, "Are you drunk?"

Everly moved her lips, not knowing how to face Hendrix, 'Why didn't I see Hendrix when I came in?'

"You smell like wine. Are you having dinner here?" Hendrix was trying to save her, "Even if you are

drunk, you can't do that. Apologize to Maverick."

Everly didn't say anything.

No one was laughing.

Everly was Hendrix's younger sister, so what she had done meant a totally different thing.

If she was some stranger, they could joke about it. However, they all knew Hendrix, and she was

Hendrix's sister.

Therefore, they all felt it awkward now.

Hendrix put his hand on Everly's shoulder, forcing her to turn around. He whispered in her ear, "Everly,

listen to me. Apologize to Maverick."

Seven words. Hendrix said it slowly.

Everly's heart was racing. Her brother was telling her not to mess with Maverick.

She raised her head again, looking Maverick in the intense eye. The man still looked the same. His

eyes were so dark and cold that almost everyone in the room was intimidated.

Someone coughed, trying to smooth things over, "Since Maverick knows this girl, it may be a

misunderstanding."

"Exactly. Hendrix, you've never mentioned that you have such a pretty sister."

"Miss, are you drunk? Is there any misunderstanding? You are a woman, so Maverick won't take it to

heart."

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Hendrix squeezed Everly's shoulder with a little more strength.

Everly sighed. She was a grown-up. She felt wronged, yet she knew what she should do next.

What she did was awesome. However, she went too far, and she didn't know how to make things right.

'Since they said that....'

'Forget it. At least I had vented my anger.'

She took a deep breath. Just as she was about to speak, that man who had been sitting on the sofa in

silence finally spoke, "All of you, out. Miss Everly, stay."

Hendrix hastened to explain, "Maverick, my sister must be drunk. I'm hoping that you can forgive her."

Hearing Hendrix's words, Everly felt more regretful.

Hendrix was different from this group of people. He had come to where he was all by himself.

Therefore, in this circle, his status was different from the old money. Now, because of Everly, Hendrix

would owe Maverick a favor.

Everly took a step forward and said, "I'll take the consequences of my actions. Mr. Maverick, I'll stay. I

also have something to say."

Hendrix couldn't believe that Everly still dared to talk to Maverick like this. He grabbed hold of her and

said, "Enough! Shut up!"

"Hendrix, this is between me and him. Don't worry. You can leave us alone."

Everyone else looked at one another, knowing that they'd better go according to the current situation.

The complexion of Maverick was serious. They could make jokes at him. Most of the time, things

wouldn't get ugly. Maverick didn't care, so he wouldn't be pissed off.

But now, Maverick seemed angry....

It wouldn't make any difference what they could say right now. They pushed one another and left.

Hendrix didn't go out. He sighed and said, "You can take the land in the north of the city with no strings

attached. Please don't make things difficult for my sister. We are business partners for years. I'll owe

you one."

Everly was more anxious. She walked towards Maverick, picked up a glass, filled it with wine, and

handed it to him.

"Mr. Maverick is angry with me. So, here you are."

Maverick raised his head, looking at her.

Even though he didn't say anything, his cold eyes and poker face were enough to frighten people.