Always Been Yours

Chapter 223

“Yes.” Tessa nodded.

Raising his head, Scott glanced at the office building behind Tessa as realization hit him a little. “It’s no wonder I stumbled upon you near here twice. Are you a member of the Heavenly Chorus Orchestra?”

A trace of intricacy flashed in Tessa’s eyes. Then, she lowered her head and said in an upsetting tone, “I used to be, but I guess I’m not anymore.”

He was a little surprised. “Why do you say so? Did you resign or something?”

“Well, it’s all in the past. So, it’s pointless to talk about it again.” She raised her head. After that, she pulled the corners of her mouth into a smirk and pretended to smile indifferently.

It’s just a casual question that I blurted out. So, I don’t really expect a clear answer. Besides, now that I look at her current facial expression again, I can see that there’s something occupying her mind. What is more, she looks like she doesn’t want to mention it. Scott was someone who knew when to stop meddling in people’s affairs, so he simply did not ask any further questions.

However, he could still vaguely guess that there was a hidden reason behind Tessa’s departure from the Heavenly Chorus Orchestra. After all, he met her near here twice in a row. Perhaps she did not want to leave.

to rub one’s nose in the dirt. Thus, Scott smiled gently and said, “I still didn’t catch your name, considering we’ve been chatting with each other for so long. Care

his hand to offer

brightly and reached

made just now was very interesting, so I wish to chat with you more for a while. If you can spare me some time, may I buy you a cup of coffee?” Scott asked with a

was actually passionate about music, and the comment she made was also spot-on. She might be a fellow

keeping a distance from anyone, Scott inexplicably wished to befriend

to chat with someone like Scott. Maybe I can even learn a lot of musical knowledge

Tessa to a cafe

cafe in her mind. Encoded Strings? It seems like

of them entered, they heard mellifluous music drifting from the violin inside the cafe. In an instant, Tessa’s

“I come here often. Although the violin performance here is not as good as those violinists in the orchestra, there’s a sense of tranquility.

“Truly. The skill of the violinist here is indeed nowhere near

violinist on the stage rather longingly. It’s a pity. As long as I’m still in Brentwood, I have no