Chapter 328: Chapter 328

"As a man, I can’t stand it anymore. This guy is simply embarrassing us men out there."

"Maybe that’s not the case. There might be a twist later. Let’s wait and see..."

"That girl is so confident, and that guy is so guilty. What kind of twist could there be? I really feel for that girl, put in her feelings and got cheated out of her money too. If he doesn’t repay her, wouldn’t she be losing both her love and her dignity?"

"Since ancient times, devoted women have always met scumbags, ah..."

Listening to the whispering, Vincent Yorke’s face turned green, his eyes started to fill with blood, clearly afraid of embarrassment.

"Lana, I really didn’t expect you to turn out . When we were together, you spent money on me, didn’t I spend money on you too? Did I ever ask you for money? Now you’re forcing me to repay with a bill. Should I make a bill for you to repay me as well?"

Who knew Lana would nod, "Of course you can, as long as you can come up with that bill."

Lana laughed, "After all this time together, how much have you actually spent on me? Don’t you have some idea in your mind? I even allow you to count every cup of milk tea and every popcorn, let’s do a clear calculation and see who’s shameless."

Vincent Yorke was speechless.

Honestly, being with Lana, he really hadn’t spent much money on her.

He never truly cared about this relationship.

If they really counted, he’d be the one embarrassed.

He’s now having a headache, never imagined a breakup would be so tricky, failing to be Lana’s ’God Sterling’ in her heart, and even having a public fallout.

He knew he couldn’t continue this way; otherwise, he’d only be more embarrassed.

So he softened his tone again, thinking Lana did have feelings for him, if he showed weakness, he couldn’t believe Lana would really want a lose-lose situation.

Anyway, repaying the money was not an option.

"Lana, we were once so happy together, made so many beautiful memories. Can’t we keep the best memories and part ways amicably? How does this benefit you?"

Lana was unyielding, though sometimes naive, yet when needed, she’s clearer than anyone.

"I can’t get back the feelings and time I spent on you, but I want my money back, is that a problem? As for those ’beautiful memories’ you speak of, sorry, they are not beautiful to me at all. After all, a woman doesn’t have to tolerate being cheated on, turning into a vast green field. And don’t say you didn’t cheat, didn’t wrong me, because I can provide proof of the money you owe me, and also evidence of you cheating and spending my money on your mistress. If you really don’t want things to get ugly, then repay my money, and from now on, whoever you’re with, it has nothing to do with me."

Being able to compromise to this extent, Lana believed she was already merciful enough.

Vincent Yorke looked around; cheating is shameful in itself, especially spending a girlfriend’s money on a mistress.

He wanted to deny it but feared provoking Lana, this crazy woman, into dropping a bigger bomb in public.

Vincent Yorke could only grit his teeth, softening his tone once more.

"Lana, we can discuss these matters privately. Is there any point in causing a scene in public? Believe it or not, I truly cared for you in this relationship, but it’s because of your complete disregard for my dignity that I can’t tolerate you anymore..."

In short, Lana still should self-reflect.

Since it’s your fault, you shouldn’t ask me to repay, after all, I’ve tolerated you for this long.

Lana laughed, even now this guy wants to brainwash her into thinking that the breakup and him cheating are her fault, she’d never believe that.

God Sterling said, live with a clear conscience, and be honest and upright.

No way to brainwash her.

"Alright, stop pretending in front of me. I now have no interest in discussing feelings with you, because talking feelings with you is an insult to the word ’feelings’. I just want to settle accounts now, I’ve made everything crystal clear to you. Yet, you keep changing the subject. If I approached you privately, would you have acknowledged it?"

Vincent Yorke took several deep breaths, "I told you I’m not that kind of person, but you, if I had known you were such a mercenary woman from the start, I definitely wouldn’t have been with you!"

Lana snickered, "Borrowing and repaying is right and proper, what does that have to do with being mercenary? You owe money and don’t repay, can’t you come up with a better excuse?"

No matter how Vincent Yorke tried to shift topics, Lana would just talk about money, really unyielding.

Vincent Yorke’s face grew increasingly unsightly, clearly, Lana was once naive, why now become so smart?

This messed up all his plans, even making a fool of him in front of others.

At this moment, he wished he could cover his face and flee, but feared losing control of Lana now would end in bigger fallout, possibly alerting the Quill Family.

After all, the Quill Family couple, they were much more ruthless than Lana, potentially leading to not only a breakup but leaving him without a foothold. Thıs content belongs to 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭·𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦·𝘯𝘦𝘵

This isn’t the result he wanted.

Now, he even considered not breaking up to calm Lana down.

After all, Lana doing all this was just to stop the breakup, right?

Thus he took a deep breath and said, "Lana, since you’ve done this much for me, I might as well not break up with you. Now, are you satisfied?"

Lana was stunned, is this guy sick? Does he still think she was doing all this to keep him?

What a conceited thought.

Lana felt embarrassed breaking up with her boyfriend in such a way.

Yet, the opponent was so shameless, making it impossible for her to handle the matter discreetly.

If that’s the case, why should she be polite? Embarrassment it is, fine.

"Vincent Yorke, all this talk just to avoid repaying, do you think you’re highly valued or that I’m so dumb and easy to deceive?"

Vincent Yorke’s face twisted, Lana’s words made it sound like he’s selling himself, challenging his pride.

Initially greened Lana to save face, then dump her, now his dignity was ground under Lana’s heel, his patience was wearing thin.

"Lana, will you ever stop? This doesn’t work, that doesn’t work, what do you want?"

In desperation, Vincent Yorke was met with Lana’s calm, "Haven’t my intentions been clear enough? I just want you to repay."

Vincent Yorke stared hard at Lana.

Lana suddenly looked enlightened, "I see, you never planned to repay from the start. Now, to avoid settling, you want to stick to me, letting me provide for you? How shameless can you be?"

Meanwhile, the whispers around grew louder, the crowd savoring the drama.

Lana didn’t fear embarrassment, Vincent Yorke did, feeling utterly uncomfortable in the café.

But the money’s already spent, where could he find it to repay Lana?

And money, once spent, making him regurgitate seemed unwilling.

Plus, he wasted his youth being with Lana for so long, why should he repay?

"Lana, can’t we stop talking about money? Don’t our years together count for more than the money?"