A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Henry’s weight was enough to prove that he was a big eater. Upon hearing Arielle’s words, he instantly cheered and rushed toward the fruits section.

Jared couldn’t help but shake his head in utter speechlessness. Next, as a gentleman, he turned toward Trisha and suggested, “Let go over as well.”

Trisha was at a loss about what to respond to him. After a while, she nodded with her face flushed and followed

after him.

Arielle, of course, noticed how anxious Trisha was in front of Jared. All of a sudden, she recalled Dr. Meio’s words.

“Congratulation, you have fallen in love with him. From feeling nervous and flustered whenever you see him to feeling especially anxious whenever you’re alone with him, all these are symptoms that you love him. Falling in love doesn’t mean that both parties have to be together. Even if it’s one-sided, you’re falling in love as well. Ms. Moore, from what I see, you’re quite mature and extraordinary, yet never would I expect the pureness from you when it comes to relationships. But then, it’s somehow expected as well. After all, you’d never experienced one before, so it’s normal if you have no idea of it at all. However, no matter how smart one person is, you would never be complete without involving in a relationship. I assure you that you’ll grow regardless of how this relationship ends. Thus, again, congratulations.”

Arielle bit her lip before heading to the vegetable

section.

she finally understood that she wasn’t sick as she had thought before.

she would interact further with

hated beating around the bush, so naturally, she would want to tell him her

she hesitated, afraid that it would affect their friendship if he didn’t reciprocate

asked Trisha and the others to come over to have dinner together and told Vinson to stay at another place, as

took in a deep breath and forced herself to focus on

an unfamiliar voice sounded behind her,

around curiously to see a beautiful woman, looking so pure and calm without makeup. To men, she was undoubtedly

impression of her

approached her, Arielle asked cautiously,

“Oh! It really is you! Ms. Moore, I’m Queenie Mill, a doctor in Rocher

Arielle remember Zachary