Exclusive Memory

As the night fell, the lights on the street were flickering, and restaurants were also packed with customers, and the constant stream of cars and crowds were driving eagerly on the way back home.

When the business with Dylan was over, she could take a couple of days off. Then she would take her mother's favorite food to the graveyard to see her.

The taxi finally stopped in front of a Chinese restaurant. Ashley followed them and went out after seeing which room they went into. Then she went to a clothing store nearby and bought a dress of the same style as that of a waiter. She entered the Chinese restaurant again and stood outside the box, pretending to make a call.

The Chinese food usually needed to be served one after another for a long time. After waiting for about ten minutes, a waiter came to deliver the food. Ashley stopped the waiter and said, "Let me do it here. You can go about your business."

In general, waiters in this kind of restaurants were not as vigilant as the members in the hall. Therefore, this waiter handed the dishes to her without thinking more.

"Knock, knock, knock." Ashley knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Ashley opened the door and saw Dylan wearing a hat and a woman. A man sat opposite them. The woman took off her hat and revealed her beautiful face. The face was a little familiar, but Ashley couldn't remember who she was.

Since she had accomplished her task, the next thing she should do was to think about who this woman was.

After carefully putting the garlic fans' steamed scallops on the table, Ashley stood up and was about to leave, but at the moment when she turned around, she saw the man who had his back to her. Then she was stunned.

Francis!

Why was he here? What a coincidence! Is he going to blow the show? Would Dylan discover that something was wrong, either?

Francis also saw her. In the blink of an eye, countless ideas flashed through their eyes.

Ashley naturally nodded and acted like nothing had happened. It was just like a waiter was facing a diner. Francis was a little bit slow, but he still looked away from her.

That's good. He didn't expose her lie.

Feeling relieved, Ashley left the room. When she walked to the corridor, her legs became a little weak. Handing the tray to the waiter passed by, she held the wall to make sure she wouldn't fall down. She didn't realize how big the hotel was before she came here, but now when she left, she found the corridor so long.

Hearing the sound of rapid footsteps behind her, Ashley couldn't help but speed up, and she even wanted to run, as if there was a monster who was chasing her. But just now, she was so terrified that her legs were still weak. As she was so anxious, she almost fell to the ground. Seeing this, Francis quickly ran a few steps to hold her.

"Don't touch me!" She struggled to free herself and then leaned against the wall to steady herself, staring at him warily.

Her cold stare made his heart ache, but Francis still looked at her with a brow arched. "You are an entertainment reporter. How could you serve the dishes here? Is it to take a photo of Dylan? "

does this have to do with you?" Ashley smiled sarcastically.

Okay, I'll tell Dylan

my marital property. But now, you're just trying to make me lose my job. You did a better job than you did before! Why should I

angered Francis. "You betrayed me first. You

betrayed you first?" Ashley giggled, "I don't even

dragged her into an empty box and said, "Let's figure out who is

ten months you have been cold to me and I've been pregnant for ten months at that time! Can't you be more despicable? You chose to divorce me on the day when I gave

expect that they would confront each other on such an

picked up again now, she found that they were still bleeding. The pain was the same, and she

never slept in the same room. Do you know how I feel when I face the pregnant you? I dare not make it clear to you. I'm afraid that it

now, Francis? There's no point in arguing about it between us..." In the end, she felt powerless and said, "Let's stop

nice to you?" he asked after a long

Ashley was confused.

on our wedding night," he continued with

to spit it out as she didn't know who it was, but how should she speak it out, it was more

married. But what else

you marry me? But he must feel sad thinking about the truth, Francis changed another saying and asked, "Have you.. Have you

cautious, just like what the man in front of her was when they were in

face, but the man in

"Let bygones be bygones."

over. There's

there was a noise

pushed the door open.

saw that Dylan with a hat was standing at the door and no one knew that how long had he stayed there to hear

annoyed or embarrassed when he was found. Instead, he smiled and said, "I happened to pass by the

he walked towards

of the corridor shone in. Ashley had put away her sad expression and said lightly, "I should

cold and composed.

inquiry and unsettled state of mind were no longer

happened just now. She had been in the hallway with Francis when she said take photos about Dylan. She was sure that they were in a place far away from Dylan's box, and she had kept her voice low when she spoke. This wouldn't have been heard by Dylan. Judging from Francis's attitude, she concluded that he wouldn't tell

long sigh

her computer and began to write.