A young man with blonde hair and blue eyes came over, playing the eighth Violin Concerto. Even though Lena White was a womanizer, she knew that it was a classical song that was often used as a background song for proposing.
Her heart tightened, and she couldn't even hold the fork
In fact, Lewis Bond could see that she was nervous, but he didn't intend to give her a chance to breathe. While gracefully cutting the steak on the plate, he asked, "by the way, why do you live in the same hotel with Robert?"
Lena White raised her head and looked at him. Her heart was in a mess. Finally, she chose to lie. "After all, he and I are a couple. It's strange that we don't live together!"
The dining knife in the hand of the Lewis Bond stopped, and his lowered eyes looked up at her face, which was trying to calm down.
He asked, "even if you divorced, you still call me husband and wife?"
"..." Lena White's heart was racing. She looked as calm as water. "Did Sister Anna tell you?"
"It doesn't matter who told me that. What matters is that you can't refuse me with such an insincere excuse in the future."
Lena White, "..."
They hadn't seen each other for many years, but they didn't expect the Lewis Bond to be so powerful.
Or, in the past, he was so restrained in front of her that she had never really noticed other aspects of him except tenderness.
But she was wrong just now.
Lena White put down the fork and was not in the mood to eat anymore. She looked up at him and apologized sincerely, "I'm sorry. I just..."
"You just feel that you have just ended a hopeless relationship. You feel very tired. You don't want to get involved in a new relationship so soon. Do you also think it's not appropriate?"
The Lewis Bond took the lead and spoke more clearly than Lena White.
This made Lena White even more embarrassed. She wanted to say that you were really good, but we were not right for each other.
But the good man card was in her hand, but she couldn't give it out.
In the end, Lena White sighed helplessly and didn't want to say anything more. She just said, "it's good that you understand."
"Just because I understand, don't worry. I won't give you pressure or force you to accept me now..."
Hearing this, Lena White was about to rest assured, but he said slowly, "I've been waiting for so many years. There's no need to worry about these days."
He didn't want her to have a good meal.
Holding the glass in her hand, Lena White took a sip absentmindedly. Only then did she realize that it smelled like red wine. In fact, it was grape juice.
Did he know that she couldn't drink?
Lena White was more concentrated and didn't know what to talk about next. Lewis Bond wiped his mouth and asked calmly, "by the way, will you leave tomorrow? What time is your flight? I'll drive you there."
"No, thanks. Someone will send you there!"
Hearing this, the Lewis Bond raised his eyebrows and said, "don't tell me that the man is Robert."
"Don't worry. It's not him..."
It was not Robert who sent Lena White back to New Deli, but the eldest son of the Sandra family, the bully of the capital, Arvin.
He had bought the air ticket of Lena White and asked him to return it. He had specially used the private plane of his family to send her back to New Deli.
With his involvement in the matter that No. 99 attacked Robert, Lena White felt a little uncomfortable. But when she thought that she had to have a talk with him, she didn't resist and boarded his private plane.
But after a few words, the two of them began to quarrel