What You Lose Is Money, While What I Lose Is Love

520 Apartment.

"Add!"

In a similar scenario, Monica, who had already lost once, still chose to raise the bet without hesitation, always so confident. "I'll add $500, making it $1000!"

"Wow!"

Phoebe immediately exclaimed, "Such a big bet?"

"Are you sure?"

Chandler added, "You were just as confident last time. Now you owe Adam $431."

Monica paused, but upon seeing Adam's smiling face, her temper flared up instantly. She gritted her teeth and said, "I'm sure! I refuse to believe I can't win even once. Adam, do you dare to bet?"

"How about we bet a smaller amount?"

Adam kindly reminded him, "Anything is possible."

Monica hesitated for a moment, but then, after listening to Rachel and her father's conversation, she suddenly laughed and waved her hand, saying, "1,000 dollars."

there.

Rachel was on the phone explaining to her father, "I'm sorry, Dad, I just suddenly realized that I don't love him at all."

"Whether you love me or not doesn't matter, but I have to attend the wedding. That cost me $40,000! I won't allow you to waste my hard-earned money like this, just for some bullshit love!"

On the other end of the phone, Rachel's father's roar could be faintly heard.

Rachel retorted angrily, "Love is very important to me. You only lost $40,000, which you can easily earn back with a few surgeries. But I lost my love and my life!"

"..."

On the other end of the phone, Rachel's father was speechless at his precious daughter's self-righteousness.

"Listen, Dad."

Rachel felt a little flustered when she saw that her father was not speaking. After all, she had relied on him since she was a child, and after running away from the wedding, he was the first person she wanted to win over and gain his approval. So she quickly racked her brains to explain.

"It's like, all my life, everyone has been telling me, 'You are a shoe, you are a shoe, you are a shoe,' but today I stopped and thought, what if I didn't want to be a shoe, what if I wanted to be a bag or a hat?"

On the other end of the phone, Rachel's father breathed a sigh of relief. He finally 'understood' the logic. So he laughed and said, "As long as you come back for the wedding, you can buy any new bag or hat you want!"

"..."

Rachel exclaimed speechlessly, "I didn't mean for you to buy me bags and hats, it was just a metaphor, Dad!"

What exactly do you want?

On the other end of the phone, Rachel's father was also getting angry.

"Dad, this is my life..."

Rachel desperately wanted her father's approval, but this time, she was interrupted by him before she could even speak.

"If you don't listen, you'll have nothing. Are you planning to be homeless without money?"

"Maybe I can live with Monica."

Rachel muttered to herself.

"Then you can live with her. If you don't come back, you can forget about getting any money."

"Rachel's father said coldly."

"Ha! Maybe I don't need your money!"

Rachel didn't take it to heart and continued to act coquettishly as before.

According to the usual pattern, the final result should be that her father gives up and coaxes her by saying that he will definitely give her money to use and will also buy her all kinds of gifts.

But the result was...

Dudu.

The dial tone indicating the phone has been disconnected.

Rachel panicked immediately and instinctively cried out, "Wait, I said maybe! Dad!"

She looked at the phone again and again, and when she saw that her father had really hung up, and then noticed that everyone was looking at her, she smiled shyly.

"It seems that the person who will live with Monica has been chosen."

Monica laughed and teased, giving Adam a smug look, implying that the wedding was completely off and she had won.

"You little brat, I can't handle you."

Adam chuckled inwardly, and said with a half-smile, "Want to raise the stakes again?"

"Add it then..."

"Monica, what are you doing?"

Ross was always very sensitive and careful about money, stopped her and reminded her, "You can't beat Adam at gambling. He's so rich, it doesn't matter if he loses. If you raise the stakes again and lose, will you be able to pay it back?"

What are you betting on?

Rachel asked curiously.

"Uh, it's nothing."

Monica was speechless for a moment, and didn't mention the betting anymore. She gave a perfunctory answer and quickly changed the subject, "So, Rachel, you're really not going back?"

"Waaaaah."

It would have been better if she hadn't mentioned it, because once it was brought up, Rachel burst into tears. Her father didn't understand her and even threatened to cut off her money. She felt so wronged.

"For you."

Monica quickly handed Rachel a paper bag and reminded her, "Take a deep breath, take a deep breath."

It is said that breathing through a paper bag can help regulate breathing and soothe emotions.

Whether it exists or not is a matter of opinion.

"Raindrops on roses, little rabbits and kittens, and bellflowers..."

Whether the paper bag worked or not is unknown, but faced with Phoebe's magical singing, Rachel even forgot to cry, rolled her eyes and said, "No need to sing anymore, I feel much better."

"Maybe this is for the best, you've become independent."

Monica comforted her.

"If you need anything, feel free to come to Joey anytime. Chandler and I live across the street, and he's usually not home anyway."

Joey touched Rachel's shoulder directly and teased her.

Adam glanced at Ross and, seeing that Ross didn't seem to care, couldn't help but admire him.

"Joey, don't seduce her."

Monica shouted, "Today is her wedding day."

"What's wrong?"

Joey said nonchalantly, "Is there some written rule that says you can't?"

Beep!

The room's communicator rang.

Chandler strode over with an air of indifference, pressed the call button, and scoffed, "Please don't do that, it's too noisy!"

"I am Paul."

A male voice came from the other end of the communicator.

"Let him in."

Monica immediately released Rachel and stood up.

"Paul?"

"Is your date that bartender Paul?"

"He finally asked you out."

The crowd was buzzing with discussion.

It's very difficult to keep secrets in such a close circle of friends.

Adam and the others had all been to the restaurant where Monica worked and had met the bartender named Paul.

He is indeed a handsome guy; no wonder Monica has always had feelings for him.

That's right!

Even though Monica was still lusting after Adam at that time, how could she possibly have too few handsome guys?

It's the same for men and women; being devoted to someone is a myth, wanting both is reality.

"Rachel, should I stay..."

Monica was also a little excited, but she still put her friend first, even though this fake best friend didn't even invite her to the wedding.

"No need, I'm fine."

Rachel smiled and waved her hand, showing that she had some sense.

"Ross, do you want me to stay and keep you company?"

Monica, of course, didn't forget her unfortunate older brother.

"That's for the best..."

Ross feigned concern, and just as Monica was about to stay, heartbroken, he burst out laughing, "Yeah, right! Go on, he's the bartender Paul!"

Monica went on a date.

Rachel stayed for the time being and officially joined her old friends.