The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 565

But the waiter, acting like someone who couldn't understand English and stubborn as a mule, kept holding onto his clothes, insisting on cleaning up for him.

Dennis was freaking out on the inside, unable to get his pants back nor simply remove them like a jacket to hand over. After several tugs, his growing impatience erupted, and he couldn't help but shout harshly, "Go away!"

He looked about to lose control and kicked at the waiter.

Worried that Dennis might cause trouble and get detained at this critical moment, Gordon quickly intervened, "Mr. Barlow, calm down. We have important matters to attend to, let's not waste time here."

While saying this, he glanced at the waiter and said in a good-natured tone: "It's fine, just a stain. We'll handle it ourselves. You go do your thing."

But the waiter was still looking guilty, "But this is my fault, I can't let the guest pay for my mistake."

And with that, he once again began to search for a clean towel to wipe Dennis down.

Dennis was so angry that he almost wanted to take his pants off right there and throw them at the waiter.

"How do you even work, dilly-dallying? I said I'd handle it..."

Before he could finish, the room manager showed up, looking confused and apologetic: "Excuse me, sir, what happened? Is there anything I can do for you?"

Dennis gave no replies.

The waiter, still trying to clean the stain, lifted his head toward the manager with a sorry look, "I accidentally bumped into this gentleman while delivering room service to the neighboring room."

our oversight in service. How about you return to your room to change your

he even bent down in

to scrutiny and delays at this juncture, he swallowed his anger. Almost growling, he told the room manager through gritted teeth, "I'm grateful for your attentiveness to this, but I've got a very important meeting right now and I'm in

more apologetic, "Of course, of

put on a stern face: "Hurry up and

Dennis was mute.

The waiter promptly agreed, meekly taking a wet tissue in one hand and

I not make myself clear when I said it's not

again, tugging at his trousers and this time successfully pulling them back, almost falling from the excessive force but fortunately supported by Gordon just

like he was almost on the verge

on the stain he hadn't managed

new and

taking the wet wipe from the waiter, intending to

"No need!"

pants, Dennis shouted and

"All right, sir. If you

and the doors had slowly closed. Only then did he drop the polite smile from his face and glanced

up straight, the panic and unease gone from his

was still vibrating silently—a call meant to signal him

at his vibrating phone, dropping "Get back to work" before turning

with anger due to this little episode, still fuming. He was moving quickly, not watching where he was going, and failed to notice Marian rushing through the revolving door.

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