Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Jared pointed at Kasie, who was wearing a smirk. His hand was trembling and his lips quivering. He enveloped himself in Sasha’s arms and complained, “Sweetheart, Kasie’s bullying me!”

Sasha merely blinked at him and said, “Well, you deserve it. Kasie paid hundreds of thousands of dollars last time for what you did, remember?”

It was a long story but basically, Jared was drunk and got into a fight. The man he’d been brawling with ran into a coffee house. To catch the guy, Jared managed to destroy the cafe.

Later on, that man just ran away eventually, so Jared had to go after him. And during that day, Kasie just happened to be enjoying a cup of coffee there. Unfortunately for her, she had been forced to pay for all of the damages Jared had caused.

Once Jared finally sobered up after getting some much-needed rest, he couldn’t remember anything about what happened.

The person who was having a cup of coffee along with Kasie was acquainted with Sasha as well. So, she told her about the mess he had made at the cafe.

It should go without saying that Sasha felt so terrible upon finding that out. She offered to pay Kasie back for it, but she persistently refused to accept her money, telling her that if Jared footed her bill next time, then they could call it quits.

had to pay for less than a million and here I am left with no choice but to pay several million.” Jared

one hand propped against her chin, Kasie leisurely browsed the menu. Then, she swiftly scanned the club, checking the people

you would have to pay roughly around ten million, but that’s just an approximation. Why don’t you just go ahead and ask the manager o give you a discount? Loosen up a bit. You’re going

blurted out, feeling

on and asked Debbie, “Tomboy, what are you gonna be having? Look at the menu

at the

hard drink. It’s been ages since the last time we were able to go

to sense

was intending to drown her sorrows in alcohol at that

her friends wanted to be there for her to keep her company and go drinking. With a snap of his finger,

us ten bottles of whisky

dumbfounded after hearing him say that. ‘Man, do you really have to order