At that moment, Elaine was busy working on the software.

After receiving the message, she flipped through her phone in her spare time half an hour later.

[Isn’t this your fiance?] 

[Do you know the woman your fiance is meeting behind your back?] 

 A photo was attached.

She tapped on the photo to view it—it was indeed Ian.

He looked at the woman who had a gentle smile and was sitting across from him.

She did not look as gentle as any ordinary woman.

There was a hint of affection and tenderness that existed only between a couple mixed within her gentleness.

Others might not recognize her, but Elaine could with only one glance.

It was exactly as she had guessed.

Elaine did not reply after reading it and turned off the screen of her phone.She thought she was a little ridiculous.

It was made clear that they would not interfere with each other’s private life or do anything for each other, but she was still a little downcast when she saw this scene.

She thought that the marriage she wanted could still exist even without the presence of love, but in fact, it also depended on who the other party was.

If the other party were too perfect, she would still fall for him as long as she was a woman.

She turned off her phone, ignoring everything that was happening in the outside world.

of the building, turned on her cell phone, and realized

from her father, and

calls were made about an hour and

horn pulled her back to her

Ian’s white Land Rover was parked not far

walked toward the car in a

awkwardly, "Sorry, I forgot to turn on my phone and didn’t

turned to look

you haven't been waiting for a long

here for as long as you think.It’s just been

cloaked the outline of his face, so she

for a while,

an hour but claimed he hadn’t been here for long.Not many men can afford to wait for that long, not to mention

don’t have to wait so

Ian looked at her.

"Have you eaten yet?"

She was flustered.

"No."

He smiled.

you

"Anything will do."

started the engine and drove

and he asked her

walked into

and they could

said something to the waiter, stood across from her, took off his jacket, draped it on the back of the chair, and slowly sat

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