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? "

this have to do

do with it? Okay, I'll tell Dylan

me to give up all 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 be

betrayed me first. You can't

you first?" Ashley giggled, "I

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

his, so she was pulled back and stumbled. Being pressed against a wall, she couldn't move in the dark room and yelled, "Francis, I've betrayed you. But for ten months you have been cold to me and I've

They didn't expect that

any more, but when they were picked up again now, she found that they were still bleeding. The pain was

feel when I face the pregnant you? I dare not make it clear to you. I'm afraid that it will be over if

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

you?" he asked after a long

Ashley was

on our wedding night," he continued with an

hard for her to spit it out as she didn't know who it was, but how should she speak it out, it was more embarrassed than betrayal.

married. But what else could she do? She had already divorced, so

must feel sad thinking about the truth, Francis changed another saying and asked, "Have you..

they were in college. He asked her gently in the

streamed down her face, but the man in front of her didn't

"Let bygones be bygones."

over. There's no going back.

at this moment, there was a

pushed the

standing at the door and no one knew

he was found. Instead, he smiled and said, "I

he walked towards the

put away her sad expression and said lightly, "I

Francis looked so cold and composed. "Okay," he

that the inquiry and unsettled state

about what happened just now. She had been in the hallway with Francis when she said take photos about Dylan. She

out a long sigh

many colleagues in the company. Ashley opened her computer and began to write. At this time, her mobile