Daddy! Come Home for Dinner!

Chapter 350: 350: Not even qualified to be compared with my boyfriend

If he doesn’t explain himself, who’s to blame?

So their relationship has been hanging like this.

But even though everyone knows what’s going on.

It really is the first time someone has openly and explicitly pointed it out in public.

Eleanor Ward felt a moment of panic, afraid that if it was really pointed out, she might lose her chance.

Eleanor subconsciously turned to look at Ian Morris, who had just paused for a moment and then continued walking towards her.

Then she stiffened and said to Cindy Clarke, “I… I don’t know what you’re talking about!”

“You like him, that’s why you have such hostility towards me, even though I find it baffling,” said Cindy coldly. “I have no interest in Ian Morris, and I have a boyfriend. We’re dating with the intention of getting married.”

“Not to mention, I also have a son.” Cindy continued, “Let’s just talk about the most realistic aspect: I have a son, and he has nothing to do with Ian Morris.”

“Whether or not Ian Morris likes me, let’s assume he does. But he’s all on his own in Belfard, and his family’s resources aren’t enough to help him settle there. As long as he wants to keep living in Belfard, everything depends on him.”

“Do you think he would choose someone like me, with a son, who can’t help at all and would only hold him back?” Cindy said very rationally, not feeling like she was putting herself down.

Because the fact is, she wouldn’t be a burden to anyone.

With her income, honestly, she could even afford to keep a pet dog.

So she could say this hypothesis without any burden.

As for Morgan Zhekova, he wouldn’t have any negative feelings or inferiority complex because of Cindy’s words either.

Are you kidding?

His father is Adrian Zhekova!

Who could make him feel inferior?

Just try to compare!

“So, I don’t understand your reason for considering me your rival, being hostile towards me, and being guarded,” Cindy said.

“Moreover, my boyfriend is so much better than Ian Morris.” Cindy thought about it and realized that might not be the most appropriate way to put it, so she added, “No, it’s not even comparable. Ian Morris doesn’t even qualify to be compared to my boyfriend.”

Eleanor listened as if she just heard the world’s biggest joke: “Cindy, at least make your boasting believable. Have you not looked at your own level, but you don’t think Ian is good enough?”

Cindy turned her head and saw Ian’s face turning red, looking very indignant.

She said indifferently, “I have no intention of humiliating Ian Morris, meeting an old friend from school should be a happy occasion. As for his character, I have no right to meddle.”

“But today, you dragged me into this mess and falsely accused Morgan of lying,” Cindy said coldly. “As someone who was involved by both of you, I have the right to say a few words, don’t I?”

“You like Ian Morris, but has he ever made his feelings clear?” Cindy asked.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Eleanor said uneasily.

“I don’t care if you’ve confessed your feelings or not,” Cindy said, regardless of whether Eleanor was denying it.

Anyone who wasn’t blind could see Eleanor’s attitude.

“Your attitude is so obvious that even I, who only met you for the first time today, can see it. Let alone Ian Morris, who has known you since college and still sees you frequently. A person can feel whether someone else likes them or not from even the slightest behavior, let alone your behavior that’s so obvious..’