My Fair Stunner novel (Faye and Colin)
Chapter 252 His Past

Chapter 252 His Past

To avoid being noticed, Faye and Jake decided to leave two hours apart.

Faye went first and took a taxi home. She sat in the taxi and looked at the snowflakes falling outside the window, smiling. "The Spring Festival is coming."

Hearing this, the driver glanced at Faye in the rearview mirror, confirmed that she was talking to him, and answered with a smile, "Yeah, how time flies! A year has elapsed in a flash." "Right. Year after year. Time really flies."

When Jake came out of the tavern, he was already drunk in a dazed state.

The owner of the tavern was an old acquaintance of his and personally helped him out and called a taxi.

Jake was forced into the taxi and then lowered the window to say goodbye to the owner.

The owner was helpless. "He has been dead for many years. Forget it. Tomorrow I'm going to renovate the private room. If you come here next time, you will find it has been changed into another style." Jake glared at him. "Don't renovate it."

The owner waved at the taxi driver. "Hurry up, and drive this alcoholic home."

The taxi driver was unhappy, leaned forward, and looked out of the open window. "Are you sure he can pay me when he gets home?"

Understanding what the driver was concerned about, the owner took out 15 dollars and handed it to the driver. "Pull away. Pull away quickly."

The driver was amused by the impatient expression on the owner's face. "As the owner of the tavern, you should pay out of your own pocket. Is he your friend?"

"No. Pull away quickly."

"OK."

The taxi driver thought it was a no-lose deal, so he was in a good mood on the way and drove at a steady rate.

However, when the destination was near, Jake suddenly got a sick feeling in his belly and threw up all over the back seat of the taxi.

The driver looked at him in the rearview mirror, looking bad. "Brother, don't vomit. Washing my taxi will cost more than 15 dollars."

Jake felt better after he threw up, leaning his head against the window to feel the wind and sober up. Next, he pulled his phone out of his pocket and scanned the payment QR code on the taxi.

The next second, the driver received a voice prompt: 75 dollars has arrived in your WeChat account.

The driver was surprised, then smiled radiantly, handing him a bottle of mineral water from the onboard drawer. "Brother, here you are. Take a sip of water. Why did you drink so much?"

After being in the cold air, Jake sobered up a bit, unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle, drank a mouthful to gargle, and then spit it out the window. After that, he drank two mouthfuls in succession. "Thank you."

"You're welcome. Drink less in the future. Now you think it's of small importance because you're young. But it will be difficult physically when you get older."

Jake was lost in thought, looking at the neon outside the window. "I'm 37 years old now."

"You're 37 and still young. Are you married? How old are your children?"

Jake closed his eyes. "My lover has been dead for many years."

The driver was stunned. "Brother, I'm sorry I brought it up."

Jake answered in a deep voice, "It doesn't matter."

The car arrived at the community where Jake lived. Jake pushed the door to get off, walked to the window of the driving seat, and apologized, "I'm so sorry for dirtying your taxi."

The driver smiled awkwardly. "It's nothing. I work the night shift. It happens a lot."

Jake nodded and straightened up. Then he pulled out a cigarette case from his pocket, picked one up, and lit it in his mouth, walking towards the community.

The security measures in the community where Jake lived were very good. He took the elevator upstairs. When he was about to enter his password with his slender finger, a bright and hearty voice suddenly rang out behind him, "Dr. Thomas, do you live across the hall?"

Hearing this, Jake paused and turned his head. Alexander was standing in front of him with an eye-catching smile.

Jake raised his eyebrows and half smiled. "Do you live across the hall?"

Alexander said with a serious expression, "Yes. I just moved here today. How amazing! I feel a connection to you."

Jake was full of alcohol all over and put on a false smile. "It's really fate."

"Dr. Thomas, did you drink?"

"Yes."

Thinking about stealing the case of Faye, Alexander hesitated for a while, standing behind Jake, and asked, "Dr. Thomas, do you usually bring patients' records back to work overtime?

Jake turned around, leaned against the door frame, and took the cigarette out of his mouth to flick the ash. "What's up?"

"Nothing. Just asking. It costs too much to see a doctor in your clinic. If you have the habit, I will come to your house directly when you bring my medical record back. Please give me a discount." "How much discount?"

Alexander put out three fingers.

Jake teased, "Thirty dollars?"

Alexander nodded vigorously. "Right."

Jake snorted lightly. "What do you think about breaking a bone?"

The words fell, and Jake no longer looked at Alexander. He threw the cigarette at his fingertips under his feet, stepped on it with his leather shoes, turned to enter the password, and then entered his house. Alexander looked at Jake's figure and said, "Dr. Thomas, the money isn't much but it's your extra money."

Hearing this, Jake crooked his finger at Alexander when he was about to close the door.

Alexander stepped forward and smiled. "Dr. Thomas, do you also think my advice is good?"

"Don't you know I'm the owner of the clinic?"

His voice-over: there is no earning extra money.

"Ho ho."

Alexander was laughing awkwardly when Jake slammed the door with a bang.

Alexander was so shocked that he took a few steps back and then he patted his chest. Half a minute later, with a dejected expression, he took out his phone and sent a message to Colin: Brother-in-law, Jake is a difficult man.

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