One Meet By Chance

Looking after her as she left, Enrique stood in the orginal position, feeling a little speechless. Was Teresa angry with him? But why?

Enrique wanted to catch up with Teresa and asked her why she was angry with him. Only when he saw Adams approaching, Enrique shook his head and turned to talk to Adams.

Teresa did be angry that Enrique didn't tell her the truth.

Enrique had been keeping a secret from her since she had been asked to participate in the design. Now the design competition had been over, but Teresa still couldn't get the truth from Enrique.

What's the point if lovers couldn't be honest to each other? It's better for Teresa to be a little designer in her own right. In that case, it didn't matter if she didn't know the details.

But the truth could not be changed.

Teresa had already been involved in this matter.

"Damn it! Enrique!"

Standing by the roadside, Teresa angrily kicked the trash can beside her and cursed the man in a low voice.

A few minutes later, Teresa turned to look at the exit of the venue, but did not see a familiar figure come out. She bit her lip in disappointment. Finally she accepted the fact that Enrique did not come out and catch up with her.

'Teresa, what are you waiting for?'

She smiled bitterly and shook her head gently. She couldn't help mocking herself in her heart. She closed her eyes tightly. When she opened her eyes again, a hint of firmness showed in her eyes.

"Taxi!"

Teresa took a taxi directly back to the company, put down her things and carried her bag and left again.

a day off. Why was she still in the company? 'I might as well go out and play by myself!' Teresa thought in

has no relatives. The people and things of the

where should she go?

felt so lonely, wandering around the street all by

go at times, she had no other friends

just

to walk along the street

would meet her old classmate on the street who had asked

million

"Are you... Abigale Gu?"

the roadside, but unexpectedly

still pretended to

to have mistaken

her heart pounding faster than

to be willing to let her go, but he

look so much like a classmate of mine. But I think it is also a kind of fate to meet. Could you

out his hand to look at her with a cheeky grin. His long narrow eyes were full of smiles. Coupled with his face, he looked like

him at all. But now the situation was totally different. She was not happy at all. Instead, she

could he still be such a playboy? Teresa

have something else to

without hesitation, bypassed him and

a sigh of relief after she

Coincidentally, the cup of coffee that man

white shirt was suddenly full of coffee stains, which reminded Teresa