Capture Your Heart

Troy ponders on her words for a moment as he caresses the back of her hand with his hand. Then he pats her hand twice and says, "I won’t easily trust others. Neither will I easily suspect others. With a little more understanding and tolerance, we can avoid the occurrence of misunderstandings so as not to leave ourselves with regrets."

Karin sighs heavily and understands in her heart that unless Troy sees it with his own eyes, it will be impossible for her to make Troy suspect his Uncle Emmanuel.

Just when she is troubled by the appearance of the bald man, another person who troubles her also appears, that is, Gigi, Emmanuel's daughter.

That day, the weather is particularly good where the sun is bright and the gentle wind is blowing. Karin wants to take advantage of the good weather to plant some gorse so that they can bloom when autumn comes. After all, a garden with dandelions only looks somewhat dull.

But she never expects that an unexpected guest will come to the garden at that moment.

"Karin..."

She looks up and sees the one in front of her. And although she is surprised, she greets her with a smile, "Yo, Gigi, long time no see."

"Don't be so affectionate., I don't know you that well."

Gigi snorts. She has matured a bit compared to what she looked like five years ago. But the nobility and arrogance in her bones are still there.

"Are you looking for me for something? Come in and sit down."

"No, I just stopped by. I was surprised to hear that you had returned to Zurich last night."

"I've been here for some days now. How come you just heard about it?" Karin teasingly asks, "But what are you surprised about?"

"A few years ago when I was studying abroad, I heard that you had been chased away by Troy for fooling around with other men. But I didn't expect you to be a woman of means and that you will rise again after a few years, causing me to feel guilty for so long, thinking that my initial curse had come true."

Karin's face becomes gloomy as she says, "Although I'm not sure from whom you heard such rumors, it doesn't matter to me. After all, rumors stop at the wise. As for the feelings between Troy and me, we don’t need others to understand them. Besides, I don't think you are the kind of person who would feel guilty for your once childish behavior, Gigi."

"Hehe, I haven't seen you for a few years. And you are as sharp-tongued as ever. Your words can kill someone invisibly."

I am far worse. It

talking about me?"

haven't cultivated to that

who are you

looks at her meaningfully, intending to say that person is Emmanuel. But as the

busy. The sunlight is too poisonous. If I don't bury the seedlings in the soil, they'll

his a woman only keeps thinking about taking care of a garden without being concerned about his matter at all. If he had married a lady from a high-ranking official’s

all, everyone knows how to talk verbally. It's only when they do it that

think I am as indifferent as you? I've been pushing my dad every day to find connections

Will your father help Troy? Your

"What do you mean?"

in a moment of anger, she says what is in her heart. Looking at Gigi who is in shock

"You're talking nonsense!"

face, "My father is not such a person! He treats my Troy better than he treats me. How dare

am sowing discord between you and whether I

that my love for Troy is nothing, then the

her feet

grabs her arm, "Go and tell your

him. What? Are you afraid? If you dare to slander my father, just wait. I'll make you regret it and bite your

he is yet. That's because he thinks no one knows his plot. Originally, I was wondering whether I should reveal him by myself or not. Considering that once I break up with him, he will kill Troy.

turns around and goes back to the living room, thinking that those unplanted chrysanthemums are destined to die innocently under the

a frenzy as she drives the car at the fastest speed. On the way, the traffic police wave a flag to slow her down. And she just ignores him. She is becoming

angry look on her face and yells at a maid, "Where is my

in the study with a

"A meeting? To whom?"

"I don't know..."

eyebrows, ponders on it for a few seconds, and walks resolutely towards the study. A maid stops her in a hurry, "Miss, the master doesn't like to be disturbed when he's