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Thousands of Brilliant Stars: You Deserve the Best!-Chapter 180: Heartbroken, Yet All for Nothing
Lachlan Wyatt seemed dumbfounded, letting the noisy sounds around him brush past his ears. In the crowd of laughter and merriment, he was the only one caught in panic and confusion, the sounds piercing his eardrums.
Lachlan’s Adam’s apple moved up and down as he wanted to reach out to Iris Crawford, but his hand fell back at the moment he raised it.
He had once been so glamorous and spirited, but now he appeared so lost and disheartened.
Beside him, Jeremy Carter adjusted his glasses, clicked his tongue, and looked toward Dane Rivers.
Dane Rivers cautiously glanced at Hector Sutton.
Hector Sutton pointed at himself and whispered, "It’s not my fault, is it? How could I know we’d run into something like this..."
Before he could finish, Steven Rhodes saw Iris Crawford silent and repeated himself, "I was afraid you’d misunderstand me. I didn’t mean I wanted to be Felix Crawford’s full-time babysitter. He’s smarter than most kids and might even end up taking care of us, so what I meant was..."
He, he, what he wanted to be was...
Iris Crawford stared straight at Steven Rhodes, her features were alluringly stunning, and even her words seemed to carry a captivating charm, "You want to be my man?"
Steven Rhodes was stunned.
At that moment, he felt like Iris Crawford was stealing his soul.
Facing Iris Crawford’s beauty, he swallowed hard and quickly turned his face away, not daring to look at her again, stammering, "You... you’re so straightforward!"
Iris Crawford grabbed his collar and pulled his face back toward her, "Is it true?"
Steven Rhodes broke out in cold sweat, "I... I..."
Gritting his teeth, Steven Rhodes made up his mind, having reached this point where he’d thrown dignity aside, he wouldn’t be afraid to lose a bit more!
He was all in!
So Steven Rhodes forcefully said, "Yes! That’s exactly what I want! I want to be your man!"
"But I’m someone who’s been divorced twice after a second marriage."
Iris Crawford smiled and pointed at herself, "Damaged goods."
Steven Rhodes got angry, "Who dares say you’re damaged goods! You’re not damaged goods at all!"
He didn’t finish his sentence when he saw someone running straight towards Iris Crawford from behind her. Years of being by Iris Crawford’s side had made him instinctively protective, so Steven Rhodes pulled Iris Crawford over to his side and saw the man reaching out his hand, which fell mid-air.
It fell short.
Iris Crawford was pulled over by Steven Rhodes.
Blocking the man, Steven Rhodes looked up into a pair of familiar dark eyes, feeling shocked internally, "Lachlan?"
Iris Crawford peered out from behind Steven Rhodes, startled by Lachlan Wyatt’s appearance, "Why are you here?"
"What are you doing?"
Lachlan felt his heart was about to break. He wanted to pull Iris Crawford closer, but she hid behind Steven Rhodes, refusing to let him touch her. His mouth moved slightly, the words coming out weakly, "Are you... on a date?"
Iris Crawford temporarily didn’t know how to explain, but...
There wasn’t a necessity to explain.
She tidied her hair, straightened her attitude, and said, "I guess so."
Lachlan felt himself shaking all over, a few good buddies came up to ease the situation, even greeting Iris Crawford, "Hey, Iris, what a coincidence, haha."
Hector Sutton laughed awkwardly, "Uh, sorry, we just brought Lachlan out for a walk, you can see, this guy isn’t in good spirits, so we took him out for a spin, didn’t expect to bump into you..."
This made Iris Crawford glance more at Lachlan Wyatt. Ironically, his forlorn look made him even more handsome—wild yet desolate—even wearing SpongeBob pajamas had an air of masculinity. Nearby, a young girl remarked, how could this handsome guy come out dressed like that.
It seemed his buddies must have pulled him out of bed.
Iris Crawford’s gaze was a bit evasive, "If you’re not feeling well, you should rest more."
"Don’t you know why I’m not feeling well?"
Lachlan took a step forward, pressing closer, and Steven Rhodes protectively stepped back with Iris Crawford. This sight hurt Lanchlan’s eyes, and with deep anguish, he said, "While I’m feeling sad for you, how can you be on a date with someone else! Iris, do you have a heart?"
"Why not?" Iris Crawford laughed, driving the proverbial nail in the coffin, "I’m even going to agree to make him my man."
Once, someone had looked at her with bloodshot eyes and said, "You are my woman."
But now, she was no longer his woman.







