A Matter of Wife and Love

Chapter 78 Who on Earth Is Foxy?

As if struck by lightning, Elyse couldn’t even stand stably as her legs had turned to jelly. At the same time, her mind started buzzing. If Amelie is indeed Foxy, then I’m in no way comparable to her…

“Let’s leave,” Leo suggested, interrupting Elyse’s thoughts. Despite the shocking news, he remained calm and collected. On the other hand, Elyse was unable to move as her legs were leaden, taking a lot of effort to get back into the car.

Leo then drove the car to the hotel. Upon their arrival, he told Elyse to get some rest before heading somewhere private with Toby. When they arrived at a quiet place, Leo fished out a cigarette and placed it between his lips before asking, “Who on earth is Foxy?”

Toby felt his chest tightening even though Leo didn’t look at him. Leo’s sensitive, so he must have a reason. Suppressing the guilt that he felt, Toby pretended to be calm and questioned, “Why are you asking about it?”

Leo lit up the cigarette and took a deep breath. Surrounded by smoke, he squinted his eyes and pondered for a moment. “I’d like to meet her.”

He wants to meet her? That’s no different from killing me. “Since when did you become interested in any women other than Elyse?” Toby breathed shakily and tried to dissuade him. “Forget it. She’s a low-profile person, so I don’t think she’d want to meet you.”

Leo turned his head and stared fixedly at him in silence. His gaze was so dark and deep that it was as though he could see through Toby’s heart. Faced with the man’s stare, Toby almost forgot to breathe.

“Also, why is Amelie here?” Leo stunned him with another question.

Toby felt his legs shaking, but he responded quickly, replying, “Is she here? I had no idea. By the way, Foxy said she’s going to a church, so I’ll have to pick her up now.” With that, he left the place in a hurry and pretended to give Foxy a call.

Leo watched him leave and thought about Amelie again. Is she here for the boss of Starlight Media? There’s something off about her relationship with that man. He divorced his wife for Amelie and set aside a lot of money for Bria’s future. I suppose he loves her deeply. However, I’ve never heard that they’re going to get married, nor have they interacted with each other in any public event. I have a feeling that the so-called boss of Starlight Media does not exist. Why would I be worried about someone insignificant?

He rubbed the center of his brows and shook off his thoughts before leaving.

…

Owen finally got to the main topic. She talked about the

averse to doing business with anyone from Capland, but this project is worth a shot.” Amelie appeared sincere. She wasn’t blindly praising the project. On the contrary, she had pored over it and thought that it was indeed marvelous. “If we can make this happen, it’ll be beneficial

were someone else, Owen wouldn’t have bothered to take a look at the proposal. However, Amelie was different. Therefore, he picked up the proposal and went through it. In the

was done reading

Owen spoke to her, his eyes were brimming with tenderness. “However, this project is

nodded. “Indeed, a novel project carries a certain degree of risk. Nevertheless, it is for this reason that there’s room for growth

a point, and I trust your judgments. However,

I’ll leave the proposal here so that you can

couldn’t help asking about her marriage. “I heard you’re married. Why isn’t he here with you? I’d like to meet the gentleman who’d won your heart.

of marriage, the smile on Amelie’s face faded as she pressed her lips into a line.

table. “How could he dump a wonderful girl like

saw the older man blowing his top for her, she found it heart-warming and funny at the

yourself!” Owen stared at her. He didn’t look as sedate as he usually was. “Nonetheless, he must be mad to divorce you. I’ll find

didn’t take his words seriously. She didn’t stay for long, excusing herself after a while. Owen personally saw her off. At the entrance, Amelie fished out the amulet she had obtained earlier and presented

thumb over the amulet for a while, he asked, “Do you want me to

beneath the gray hair and pressed her lips together. “I hope

proportional to his resentment toward her. His love for her had turned into hatred. Taking everything into account, Amelie hoped that he

Owen looked at her as a hint of warmth flashed across his usually icy cold

down. His hair practically turned gray overnight,

kill himself. As such, she took the initiative to contact him