Chapter 1504 Disgusting

• Timothy gripped her wrist, a displeased furrow creasing his brow. “If you can't manage to find a taxi, step outside and attempt to hail one. Why should I be the one to offer you a ride?”
• “But I'm your girlfriend—” Xylia began, faltering under the weight of the man's somber expression. She swiftly corrected herself, “Ex-girlfriend. Given our previous connection, you should at least see me off.”
• “If you were to pass away, I'd pay homage to our history by procuring a golden coffin for you,” Timothy retorted.