[The Great Gatsby] Male God

"Oh, hurry up!" Tom said eagerly when he got a room in the hotel.

Myrtle walked slowly and sat on the bed, raising her legs: "Why are you in such a hurry."

Tom ran to draw the curtains, and the room was darkened.

"Come on." He rushed over.

"Oh, my little pumpkin!" gasped Myrtle: How's your Daisy? "

Tom stopped eagerly: "You woman!" Did you deliberately seduce him just to ask for gossip?

"Don't do this, people just care about you." Myrtle's thick lips leaned forward, "Did Daisy really not do anything wrong to you?" If Daisy also cuckolded Tom, haha.

She will be very happy.

Tom clenched his fists: "Shut up, you are not qualified to mention her name."

It's not that he hasn't hit Myrtle before, but now he has no confidence.

All the cards are in Berry's hands, how can he be so rampant?

Remembering those blushing boastful words, he took off his suit irritably.

Seeing the hurt eyes, Myrtle felt a little distressed: "Oh, my little pumpkin." She continued to kiss.

Tom stared at her nervously.

He wanted to talk to Myrtle about the church, never mind.The words I said there were like swearing, so tiring.

Poor Myrtle had hoped for him.

She wanted to leave Wilson.Wilson is a good person, but there is no way for her to be happy.

She loves Tom.She thought that if something happened to Daisy, Tom would divorce Daisy, and then she would leave Wilson.At that time, she will become the second Mrs. Buchanan.

Hehe, it's ridiculous.Tom would never think so.Myrtle was nothing more than a pleasure to him.The hot body in front of him aroused his desire again.

Daisy "cuckolded" him, and he had to get it back on Myrtle.Oh, jump on it!

It was nearly an hour when the joy ended.

Tom fell asleep tiredly, and Myrtle went to the bathroom to take a shower, get dressed and go out.

She thought she had made up Tom's mind.Tom will definitely marry her in the future.Well, in a good mood, she went back to the garage.

Her poor man was almost done with his work.

Myrtle wiped her face flushed from adultery, pretended not to see it, and went upstairs.Wilson was coughing all the time, she didn't want to hear it, she felt guilty.

"Cough." Wilson, who was squatting on the ground, grabbed the pliers and was screwing the tire screws, and suddenly raised his head: "wife."

Myrtle stopped abruptly.Touching the hair tie, she turned around her sexy waist: "What are you doing?"

"Oh, I'm hungry, make me something to eat." Wilson frowned uncomfortably.

"I'm tired, go buy it." Myrtle didn't want to see his haggard face.

The business of the garage has not been very good recently, and there is no way around it.She doesn't want to live this kind of life today and don't know what tomorrow will be like.A man can't even afford to support his wife, how can he be respected by others.

"Do you have money?" Wilson stood up, walked a few steps and asked back.

You can't even buy a hamburger for a dollar, so you don't even have this money.

Myrtle stood there grinning meanly.Anyway, she had already eaten the hotel's set menu, so she wasn't hungry.

Wilson's eyes became cold: "You come down."

Myrtle froze.Then she smelled alcohol.Wilson is drinking!

All right.She walked down quickly: "I'll make some bread right away. Do you like salmon?" She didn't dare to lean over.

"You watch!" Wilson quickly opened the drawer and pulled out a string of snow-white pearl necklaces.

Just found it while looking for pliers.He can no longer play dumb.The answer could not be more obvious, the adulterer is Tom.

Every time Tom came to Myrtle, he would find an excuse to come downstairs to show off, and he had just gone to "buy lipstick" for an hour.

They must have gone to bed.

With a flick of Wilson, the pearl necklace flew out.

Myrtle ran to grab it, anxious, she cherished it.

Very well, Tom held such a heavy weight in her heart, Wilson grabbed her and shouted: "Don't even think about seeing that man again, I won't let you go! I'm going to kill him!"

Myrtle shouted like a shrew: "I love him, if you dare to touch him, I will fight you hard!"

"You shameless bastard!" Wilson admitted so happily, "slapping" with his hand!

It hurts!Myrtle went on shouting, "If you really love me, let me go. I don't love you! He loves me, and he is much nobler than you!"

Noble, what a ridiculous word, but it is very powerful.Wilson had to face up to this problem.Tom was a class he could never afford.He had to forget everything that had happened if he wanted to move on with Myrtle.

No matter what Myrtle had done, he still loved her.He couldn't ruin the rest of their lives for a bitch.

Wilson coughed a few more times, panting pitifully: "Anyway, you are my wife, I will end this place as soon as possible, let's move out!"

If you can't afford to mess with it, you can always hide it.

Wilson stormed upstairs.Myrtle whimpered and picked up the loose beads of the necklace.

Thought this was the end.No, of course not.

Tom, who is an adulterer, is also having a hard time.After coming out of the hotel, he didn't want to go back to the mansion either.He thought of being romantic, the more promiscuous the better.

However, when he wanted to do this, the photos quickly flashed across his mind.

He took home the pictures of Berry showing in church.But the negatives are still in the guy's hands.

This is Gatsby instigated.Tom felt those photos were like invisible shackles firmly on his body, he was so tired.Although he had fooled around with Myrtle, he felt the fear of breaking a taboo.

Is it because of these photos that he will never be able to be romantic and happy for the rest of his life?

Would Daisy feel the same way?

Of course Daisy would think so.

Daisy had called at a public phone booth more than an hour ago, but no taxi had come to pick them up for a long time.She and Jordan can only hold on.walk on my own.

The high heels were so twisted that the foot was about to break off.

"Honey, why are we so unlucky." Jordan cried, "What is that Gatsby trying to do to us?"

"Don't say any more." Daisy regretted so much.If she hadn't been so self-righteous before, perhaps Gatsby would have forgotten her long ago.She really shouldn't be making anonymous phone calls with Jordan, it's all retribution now.

Why be so stupid.She was so unwilling.

Daisy burst into tears.

"I'm sorry." Jordan was almost exhausted.Today is really an unforgettable day, and I am so scared and so tired, do I really want to go back to East Egg?How can a celebrity walk on the road like a tired duck, it's too ugly.

In this way, acquaintances can see how they will live in the future.

No, be elegant, keep the elegance of a lady.Jordan remembered those photos and posed helplessly.

beep beep.A car slid by, it was Gatsby's car!He went home so soon?

So tired, Jordan and Daisy forgot that they had been walking for a long time.

Of course Gatsby went home, and took his "father-in-law", two aunts and Nick out for a ride. He smiled and looked at the two women who were helplessly maintaining their aristocratic status: "Do you need my help?"

help?It's for a joke, right?Jordan was angry.Driving Calloway out to find them was simply a demonstration.

etc.It's not that there is no chance at all.If they knew that Gatsby and Daisy had been in love before, Gatsby and Nick would be screwed!

Jordan laughed strangely.

She wants to get in the car now.

However, there are already three people sitting in the back seat, and there is no room for them.

Gatsby smiled "sorry": "I'm sorry, I think I'd better go to the public phone booth and call a car for you."

on purpose.Jordan's face became ugly: "Mr. Gatsby, can you be a gentleman." She blinked her eyes hintingly. If Gatsby is being polite to her now, she will be polite later on.

Too bad Gatsby didn't think so.He took a leisurely look at the car behind, and spit out a suggestion: "Oh, what a coincidence, it's your old acquaintance, then, I shouldn't need my help."