Love's Perfect Match

Hank didn't even spare Yelena a glance and walked out right away.

"Say, where do you suppose he's going?"

Hank usually worked from 9.00AM until 11.30AM, but today, only half an hour had passed since he went upstairs, so where was he going?

Summer picked up the name list and scanned through it. Then, she frowned. "I have no idea, either. Mr. Damazio doesn't have any appointments today, so why did he go out?"

"I don't know, maybe there's an emergency, but since he went out already, should I go after him?"

Yelena suddenly came up with a bold idea.

However, she had just finished speaking when a slap landed on her head. "What are you talking about? Do you really think you're a simp or something? Yelena, you're a bona fide celebrity! Don't you feel ashamed to be sneaking around?"

Summer was pissed when she imagined Yelena ingratiating herself with a man when she was so beautiful.

This woman didn't seem to be aware of how beautiful she was, and she kept acting like a simp in front of Hank. Her beauty was wasted on her!

If it were Summer, she would've dumped Hank right away and gone on dates with all sorts of beautiful and handsome men.

It was like casting pearls before swine!

Sadly, Summer wasn't born with a face like that, nor could she persuade the lovestruck Yelena to stop.

Yelena rubbed her chin. "You're right. I should wait here patiently until he comes back. If not, he'll be disappointed if he doesn't see me."

"Disappointed, my foot! Come on, he doesn't want to see you at all!"

Yelena didn't believe that at all. She simply felt that Hank was testing her.

Yes, it was a test. After all, she had treated him unfairly before and even dumped him, so he had a right to be a little harsh.

Every time she felt a little down, Yelena would comfort herself by telling herself that. It actually worked, and now she was getting more and more shameless.

exactly do

treats

that her idea was amazing, and she even felt

I don't think I should

was troubled. If she did something like that to Hank, she feared that the tiny sliver of patience Hank still had for her

How pathetic is that? No, wait, Yelena, you're

fuming. She had already decided that if her own daughter behaved like

"I…"

finally made up her mind to stop being such a simp when she glanced up and

was Hank, who didn't even spare her a glance when he walked past her in the

the

and attractive, and her bright and cheery aura was a natural

a strong sense

Hank rarely smiled, but right now, there was a familiar affection in his eyes as he looked at the girl. Yelena couldn't

can look around if you

smile, and this

Yelena's arm. "Hey, look, Mr. Damazio actually

"I know."

her before that she was the first woman whom he took

turned out that with every first would come a

moisture in Yelena's eyes as she felt

realized how pitiful she was. She was a

on Yelena's head. "I know you're feeling terrible, so just cry if you want to. If crying doesn't help, go ahead and

induced a sense of

loss, but she

like that, she quietly watched as Hank introduced all sorts of things about the law firm to the girl. The girl's face was filled with curiosity and

blinked mischievously and said,

for a moment,

naturally heard what he

he wasn't denying

felt comforted, but she also felt very pitiful at the same