Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me

The next day, Arthur woke her from sleep early in the morning.

Getting up on the wrong side of the bed, Elspeth stood up with a yawn, glowering furiously at the man who removed her blanket. “Arthur! How could you—”

“I what?” Arthur cut her short. “I’m going to Fashion Week in a moment. If you don’t get up now, you might have to get there on your own later.”

Unlike in Chars, it was difficult to hail a cab in Eden, yet Arthur had only one car in his possession, which made Elspeth wonder if it was on purpose. Glancing back reluctantly, she saw a large box on her desk, which seemed to contain an evening gown. “Is this for me?” She opened it, revealing a black fishtail gown with a low-key yet luxurious and exquisite design that she might prefer.

Arthur nodded. “Of course. Who else here would wear this other than you?”

“How did you know my size?” Elspeth looked at him suspiciously.

“Ahem…” Arthur instantly turned scarlet. “I guessed it from my everyday observation of your physique. I’m a doctor, remember? That’s why I have keen powers of observation.” Well, I couldn’t say that I stole a dress from her wardrobe, no?

Only then did Elspeth lower her guard. She picked up the gown with a smile, saying, “Fine, I believe you.”

“Just hurry and tidy yourself up. We’re leaving in a minute,” Arthur said before leaving her room without pausing.

quickly as she could, making sure not to appear either too conspicuous or too slovenly casual. After tidying up everything,

was a relatively grand event. Being officially dead in Chars, Elspeth had to keep a low profile, so she had no choice but

those around them immediately started to take pictures. Although they didn’t recognize Elspeth, they were familiar with Arthur next to her, whom they had only heard of in the last six months thanks to him bringing Bluestone Corp to its zenith at only 25 years old. For a moment, everyone got very curious about the young lady

who is the woman next to him? Why have we

before that Arthur was mad about a celebrity named Emma Walker? How come he got himself a different companion

just for the sake of novelty, I guess. Men are

discussions went on and on, everything they said eventually reached Emma’s ears. Seeing how Arthur and Elspeth linked arms while talking and laughing cheerfully, she clenched her teeth in anger. How can this

full well that there was no way Arthur would fall in love with Elspeth, but she was suddenly no longer so sure of it when she noticed the inexplicable chemistry between them. An indescribable sense of danger spread all the way up her spine. Unable to

we run into each other now?” Arthur’s voice sounded indifferent. Obviously, he

couldn’t see through the man at all. She puckered up her lips with a hurt look before darting a glance at Elspeth next to him. “But you always made me your companion at all the parties you went to before. Who is this woman beside you?” She didn’t even have to guess it;

smiled while stepping in front of Elspeth, shielding her completely. He even deliberately put the stress on the second part of his reply, as if reminding Emma not to

inwardly without saying a word. What Arthur said will probably incense Emma at once. If

deep down in an instant. “Arthur, what’s wrong with you?

you? You’re overthinking it.” Arthur seemed to find it somewhat irritating to speak to her, so he turned around and wrapped his arm around Elspeth’s shoulders. “Didn’t you say you were hungry just now? Let’s get something to eat over there,” he

no choice but to nod obediently and

at a corner, a middle-aged man came over and made small talk