Love's Perfect Match

Callum stood by the company's entrance in a well-fitted black suit in front of his car. He looked like he had just left work.

His eyelids were slightly lowered. With his tall nose bridge and pale, thin lips, every contour and line of his face looked gentle, yet laced with a sharp coldness.

Standing not far away and looking at him, Elspeth felt a myriad of emotions flood her chest.

Callum's still eyes were colder than usual when he took a moment to look her up and down. He finally hissed in an annoyed voice, "Why are you standing so far away? Do you think I'm going to eat you?"

For some reason, although he clearly sounded sick of her behavior from his tone, she didn't feel the slightest discomfort of being loathed.

She obediently took a few steps forward. After doing this, she wanted nothing more than to hit herself on the forehead and crack it open to see what was going on in her mind.

I'm doing everything he tells me to do! Am I really lovestruck?!

The man in front of her had also taken a step closer to her while she was quietly chastising herself.

With his tall and big build, he appeared to be looking down at her as he stood in front of her.

"Is there something you need me for?"

He wouldn't come just to take a look at her now, would he?

His thin and sharp black eyes narrowed slightly. "We're celebrating my mother's birthday tonight. You're invited."

Hearing that, Elspeth pressed her lips together before asking, "Why am I invited to your mother's birthday?"

Margot already knew that the two of them didn't have anything to do with each other anymore.

Callum had already briefly explained his situation, but seeing how indifferent she still was, he said in a cold voice, "She just wants to see you."

It wasn't like she deliberately wanted to refuse. It was just that the two of them had nothing to do with each other now. It was obvious that her being there would make it awkward.

She tried to negotiate again. "Can I not go?"

Callum had already turned around and got into the car without saying a word by the time she looked up again.

was about to drive away, he suddenly lowered the car window. A familiar low voice then rang out

Margot treated her, she couldn't bring herself to give

pondering it, she decided to attend her birthday

drive me there?" She looked at him with

might be late if she got a taxi now during what was possibly the peak

not trying to take advantage of you, nor do I want to have any other ideas. It's just that there is too much traffic at the moment. I might reach there late if I take a

the abyss, looked at her deeply. "Why do you think I

as she

showed no signs of moving even after a

we going to your house? Why aren't we moving?" Elspeth was somewhat puzzled. Did he run out of

only spoke in a low and cold voice after some time had passed. "Why are you

the passenger seat. I think there's a note written by Miss McGrath, saying it's a special seat for Jasmine McGrath. I'm afraid it's not right for me to sit

haste using lipstick the moment the car window was rolled down

words to describe how she felt, but it was a wretched feeling in her

he quickly swallowed

replied, "Okay."

accelerator and drove off.

they arrived at the Winthrop Residence, Elspeth was the first to get out of the

he constantly kept a distance that was neither too far nor close to her. They looked restrained and distant from one

at the entrance when she saw the two of them coming back together. "Mr. Callum! Mrs. Winthrop! You came

sent a

she corrected, "Ms. Layme, Callum and—"

the beef ribs she was washing in her hand. "I'm making braised

that, she lowered her head and continued to get

something suddenly. She was silent for a long time before she asked, "Have

bring her home after some time," he answered

what she was expecting, but the disappointment that

but the disappointment that suddenly surged left her at a loss.

"Alright."

to walk ahead.

was only a meal

familiar faces sitting in the room when she

here!" Max, who was in a great mood upon seeing her, welcomed her without any hesitation.