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.

haven't seen

gaze was like a sharp knife,

became flustered immediately, and her

by this staring, reminding her of the

Henry kissed her forcefully.

that Everett wouldn't know

he seemed to know

panic in her heart and raised the corners

you can't see through me that you have always been interested in

"Really?"

"Of course."

Melody to the

at the car leaving and

was sweat on

of Everett was as difficult as

was impossible for him to know what happened

did, it was not

for her to

was him who should feel

fiancée! Donald was doing a

door opened

turned cold when he

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

treating Bill as

feel anything wrong at all.He strutted

still in

for a while, but he didn't reply and went

walked into the

came home two days ago to his

enamel plate, and he knew that his father had

his father would donate this to the museum! He was so angry that he almost killed

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

didn't leave him

him a

walked into the study and

the place his father would hide

all about

‘Secrets of Green Embroidery’ passed down from generation to

at that time, he only

would offer

this book and give it to that person, then

help laughing at

the

and took

Bill ran out.

said without raising his