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.

seen

gaze was like a sharp knife,

and her eyes

had seen through her heart by this staring,

Henry kissed her forcefully.

that Everett wouldn't

now he seemed to know

suppressed the panic in her heart and raised the corners of her mouth, showing her confident and elegant

through me that you have always been interested

"Really?"

"Of course."

to the hotel and

car leaving

sweat on her

was as difficult as going

impossible for him

if he did, it

need for her to feel

him who should feel guilty

fiancée! Donald was doing a

the door opened and

face turned cold when he saw

like he always did, he turned to continue to

Bill as

didn't feel anything wrong at all.He strutted

still

while, but he didn't

walked into

home two days ago to his

wanted the enamel plate, and he knew

would donate this to the museum! He was so

was that his father sold the land, the house, and all the money was donated to schools

leave him

that someone had paid him a high price

into the study

the place his father would hide things

knew all

he looked for the enameled porcelain plate, he saw that book, ‘Secrets of Green Embroidery’ passed

that time, he only thought it was a useless

never thought that someone would offer millions

had to do was find this book and give it

laughing

heard the

shook his head and took the

out.

raising his head,