Fit For Your Love

Lafite Restaurant, 36th floor.

Melody and Everett sat by the window.

In front of them were exquisite sirloin steak and a glass of red wine.

The two of them ate elegantly with knives and forks as usual.

Different looks such as surprise, curious or doubtful came from all around.

Melody ignored them.

There was an elegant smile on her lips, and happiness filled her eyes.

It seemed that the report on the front page was pure gossip and they had no effect on her.

But...

"Everett, I didn't expect you to have a scandal one day.’ She picked up the glass and shook it slightly.

She looked at Everett with a smile on her lips.

Everett picked up the napkin and wiped the corner of his mouth.

There was a noble air emanating from it.

He looked up at her.

"Rumors would exist when there are reporters.’ Melody's smiled even more, but the coldness in her eyes deepened.

Everyone knew that anyone in this world could have a scandal, but one person couldn't.

This person was Everett.

Now, he told her that.

Did those reporters unborn all these past years? 

"Do you think I will believe this reason?"

"You can choose not to believe it."

Melody's smile disappeared little by little.

Everett took the glass and shook it lightly.

Melody curled up her fingers on the table and clenched her hands.

"Everett, I realized that I never looked through you."

Everett paused as he shook the glass, then his eyes fell on her face.

I haven't seen through you,

a sharp

immediately, and

by this staring, reminding her of the

Henry kissed her forcefully.

Everett wouldn't know

he seemed to

the panic in her heart and raised the corners

that you have always been interested in me.’ Everett looked into her eyes with his

"Really?"

"Of course."

sent Melody to the hotel and

car leaving and loosened

was sweat

of Everett was as difficult as going

him to know what happened that

it was not

was no need for

was him who

heart was now on his nephew's fiancée! Donald was

the door opened and

turned cold when he

at Bill like he always did, he turned to continue to clean

Bill as

wrong at

still in the

he didn't reply

smiled and walked into

he came home two days ago to

enamel plate, and he

this to the museum! He was so angry

father sold the land, the house, and all the money

didn't leave

that someone had paid him a high price

the study and

place his father would hide things

all about

porcelain plate, he saw that book, ‘Secrets of Green Embroidery’ passed down from generation to generation in his

time, he only thought it was a

thought that someone would offer millions of dollars

this book and give

laughing at

the sound

his head and took the

soon, Bill ran out. "Where

said without raising his head, “ I