Boomerang Love (Naomi and Brendan)

Chapter 24



Chapter 24

Brendan responded with his beautiful yet flirty voice,

"Yes?"

Seeing how the young couple had cooperated tacitly, Madelyn was instantly stunned before she could even react.

Naomi had to have done it on purpose

Madelyn hadn't expected Brendan to reply, and so ambiguously at that ton

"Brendan " Madelyn looked at Brendan in disbelief, as if he wasn't the Brendan she knew.

After coming back to her senses, she turned and looked at Naomi.

"Naomi, you must have cast some spell on Brendan. I wanted to hold back and not expose the ugly things you've done to the public. But you're too arrop. You don't even take Brendan seriously,"

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After that, Madelyn took out her phone from her purse. She opened her photo gallery and showed it to Brendan.

"Brendan, Naomi might look like a good girl, but she cheated on you a long time ago. I have the evidence here. Take a look at this if you don't believe me." Many people around them looked over as they heard

With his hands in his pockets, Brendan glanced at Madelyn's phone indifferently.

The photo in Madelyn's phone indeed depicted Naomi having an affair with a man.

At this moment, Madelyn looked at Naomi with hatred and said, "Naomi, you're doomed this time.

Seeing this, Naomi lowered her eyes, glanced at Madelyn's phone, and smiled as if she didn't care. "I thought you had taken a picture of me sleeping with

someone.

Naomi seemed like she really didn't care. Seeing Naomi's response, Madelyn became mad

"Brendan, look at how arrogant Naomi is. Just listen to what she's saying. She must have cheated on you."

Madelyn was furious

Brendan put his hands in his pockets and slowly shifted his glance toward her.

"The man in the photo is me."

"What?" Madelyn was stunned. "You're the man in the photo?"

Shocked, Madelyn took a closer look at her phone and suddenly felt that the man's figure was somewhat similar to Brendan's.

"Brendan, that's impossible..." Madelyn stuttered. She didn't know what to say.

At the side, Naomi crossed her arms in front of her chest and showed an indifferent smile. "Madelyn, you can't even recognize Brendan. It seems that I've overestimated your affection for my husband." After Neomi finished speaking, everyone around them laughed.

When Madelyn had taken out her phone earlier, Naomi had noticed that the photo had been taken when Brendan had come to pick her up after she had been discharged from the hospital, How could she dare to show these photos?

Naomi genuinely thought that Madelyn's brain wasn't functioning well.

"Naomi, you'

Madelyn's face turned pale in shame and anger. She raised her hand toward Naomi. "Don't you dare laugh at me, or I'll hit you."

Before she could touch Naomi, someone grabbed her hand.

Madalyn turned to look and saw that it was Brendan grabbing her hand.

Her eyes turned red. Just as she was about to speak, Brendan pushed her away. "Who are you to hit her?

Seeing Brendan being so protective toward Naomi, Madelyn cried, "Brendan, don't let Naomi deceive you. She's not a good person. Even your marriage..." Before Madelyn could finish speaking, Brendan's pho Brendan didn't bother to respond to Madelyn. He turned away and picked up the call.

Everyone around them started gossiping. Those who knew the truth told the others that Naomi and Brendan had married each other two years ago

Madelyn felt wronged. At the same time, Naomi took two steps forward and slightly leaned forward to whisper into Madelyn's ear, "Madelyn, thank you for helping me clarify things."

Batore, not many people knew about her relationship with Brendan

But thanks to the mess that Madelyn had created, more people in their circle knew about them now.

Madelyn lifted her head and locked at Naomi before shouting, "So what if you're married? There are so many divorces nowadays. Maybe one day it'll be

Naomi smiled faintly and said, "It's better than never being married to him at all.”

"Naoral, you" Madelyn was speechless


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