Since he has someone he likes, why should I stay?
"You left me to have lunch with her today, and you left me to have dinner with her tonight! Donald, if you don't like it, just tell me! There's no need to sneak!", I was sour and said, "I am not an inconsiderate person. If you want to be with others, you can tell me openly!"
"Tut Tut, you're so jelous." He smiled cheerfully. "Has anyone ever told you that you look cute when you are jealous?"
"I'll tell you something serious!"
"I am listening." He stroked my face. "I
He smiled cheerfully. "You are so angry I have dinner with others. If I really have something to do with others, don't you want to jump off building?"
"So, what really happened to you and the others?" I could not believe it and took a step back as if I had never known the man in front of me.
"What would you do if I really loved someone else?"
When he asked that sentence, my whole world collapsed. What would I do if he liked others?
This question is too abrupt. I am not used to this, am I? The whole world is no longer complete without him, is it?
"Fool, why are you crying?"
Donald's pov
I reached out and wiped her tears away. "I am just teasing you. Why are you crying like that?"
Seeing her tears flowing more and more, I couldn't wipe them away. I could not help but frown.
What did this stupid woman get wrong?
I held her tightly in my arms and sighed, "She is a student I sponsored five years ago. Now she runs a business herself. inviting me to dinner."
I felt like the woman's tears would drown me if I did not explain clearly.
Seeing the skepticism on her face, I quickly dispelled her concerns. "She's traveling back to the UK tonight, and she invited me over especially for dinner. First, she thanked me for my help over the past few years; second, she welcomed me in place of other funded students; and third, she also asked me for some suggestions on how to run the company. Besides, she is going to invest in several projects in the near future and also wants to inquire about the risk."
"So you are still her life mentor?"
"She has a husband."
She raised her eyes and said slightly sourly, "That does not preclude cheating outside of marriage! You have a wife and eat with others!"
I can neither cry nor laugh, "I am afraid you misunderstood me, so I did not tell you the truth. What is the point of eating together? You don't like it. I will not eat with them in the future. She and her husband are very affectionate. "
"Do you like her?"
"Will I marry you if I like her?"
"But she looks pretty."
You are the best in my heart, the unique beauty of the world. " To reassure her, I pressed a kiss on her forehead.
"What about her?"
"No matter how beautiful she is, that's her business. Her husband will take care of it. It's not my place to worry."
"So I think too much?"
"Sometimes I'd like to dig out your cerebellum bag and see what's in there." I stroked her hair. "I have a wife. How can I be out flirting and half-assed? You think I am too bad."
"It's bad." She nodded. "
"Nothing. Go to dinner first." She blushed. "I arranged to go out for hamburgers with my colleagues. I went there first."
"Will you come and go?" I took her in my arms and said, "Have dinner with me."
"No, if you talk to her, I will not go."
I took Yang Yang's cell phone, "she sent a text message and left first. Let me explain it to you."
Trista's view
She is really a reasonable person.
I, on the other hand, think I am too cautious. "It seems that I have misunderstood. My colleagues ordered for me and have to work overtime after dinner. I was there first."
"You do not have to go back tonight."
"Why?"
"If I say no, I will not."
"When others do not work overtime, I am suddenly there...."
"Who says you are fine? You have other things you are responsible for."
"What's going on?"
"I'll arrange it."
"...."
Where is it?
"I think I'd better work overtime!"
"Stop, you dare to defy the orders of your superiors?"
Donald pushed me into the restaurant, shoving the menu in front of me, "order."
I was about to say something when my cell phone rang, "Brenda called."
As I leaned over to pick up, Donald grabbed my phone. "Trista will not be going to dinner. She will not be working overtime tonight."
"Why does Mr. Donald have Trista's cell phone on you? Did you retrieve it?"
"It just is." Donald said solemnly, "I have entrusted you with a difficult task tonight."
"What, Mr. Donald, if you have a task, just entrust it to me! I'll get it done!"
"There are not enough people lately. Trista has something to do. You can help her get tonight's work done temporarily, and the overtime will be paid double."
"Really?" volunteered Brenda's excited voice.
"You are not kidding."
"Mr. Donald, that's very kind of you! Thank you! I will not let you down!"
I can not stop myself from covering my face. I think about what Brenda told me. She thinks Donald has a crush on her. My God, I can not believe how embarrassed we must be if Brenda knows about my relationship with Donald.
"Donald, do not always use my cell phone to talk to my colleagues. Brenda is very clever sometimes. If she guesses it one day, there will be unimaginable consequences!" I pulled my face down and said seriously.
"Fool."
I pursed my lips.
"Were you just worried that I did not love you?" he asked as he stirred the soup.
I blushed. "I do not."
"Do not think about that. Next, I have a series of surprises for you."
"What?"
What surprise could make Donald's mouth twist into such a charming bow?
"You'll know soon enough."
....
The next morning, when I came into the office, I was startled by Brenda: "Brenda, what have you....? Been stimulated?"
Her hair was curled in purple waves and laid charmingly to one side. She wore a skirt with green hair flying about. Around her neck she wore a faux pearl necklace. The silver bracelet on her hand rang constantly. She walked gracefully toward me in thirteen-inch heels. "Honey, how do I look?"
"With chicken feathers and a cigarette in her hand, she looks like a streetwalker at the crossroads!" One of the colleagues could not help laughing and said, "Brenda, do not be so creepy! Today's dress is so strange, is not it that the rich and beautiful will not follow you around? So you are going to change your face and start over?"
"How possible!" Brenda was a little concerned and winked at me. "Honey, how am I dressed?"
"Are you going on a date? Is not that a little pompous?" I said politely, "Your usual shape is beautiful, pure, full of vitality and looks younger!"
"Really?" She turned and looked at the mirror in the French window. "I feel very mature and charming! Do not you think so?"
She was having the time of her life.
I looked at another colleague and asked with puzzled lips, "What's wrong with her?"
"They do not know that a rich, handsome man with a fortune of more than 100 billion is after her! Last night she spent a night studying matching clothes. She was waiting for the rich beau to ask her out and went on the date in that dress!" The female colleagues have a terrible headache.
Suddenly, a sound reached their ears.
"Miss Brenda, Mr. Donald, please."