I ssed up again. I clearly wanted to remind her to be careful, so how did it end up making her little face turn cold and aloof, with a hint of displeasure?
Alexander King looked at her as she lowered her head to look at the docunts; she was suppressing her emotions.
Her good upbringing always left her without a trace of temper, gentle and endearing. He leaned over and gently kissed her cheek, tender as a breeze brushing over a flower bud: "Charlotte, I won’t give up." After speaking, he turned and walked out, closing the office door.
Driving the car, he brushed his suit’s button. How could there be a strand of hair here? When he was with Jade Willow, he wasn’t wearing the suit unbuttoned, and he was sure he couldn’t be so careless as to have a hair clinging to his clothes without knowing. That’s not his style; sothing must be wrong. He picked up the phone and dialed out......
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Hughes Family
Evelyn Yates sat happily in the hall. Her body had improved a lot. Nourished by various supplents prepared by the Hughes Family’s chef, and fruits brought from all over the world, she was even more enchanting. But the happiest thing was that Avery Jane, that Fox Spirit, left on her own.
After two frantic days of searching for her, Joshua Hughes actually stopped looking. He often took her to attend high society banquets; he finally saw the person who truly loved him by his side.
It’s been over three months now. She asked the family doctor, and at this ti, she could be with Joshua Hughes.
Evelyn Yates looked at her belly; it hadn’t changed much and was still plenty attractive to n.
Because of the weather, she had the heating turned on, so she wore very little. The deep purple low-cut long dress fully displayed her mature charm; tonight she must make him fall for her......
Hughes Family Study
The dark brown velvet curtains were tightly drawn, letting not a single ray of moonlight through.
The large bookshelf in the European style was filled with all kinds of books; the smoke crystal ashtray on the desk was almost overflowing, with a small wall lamp lit. The man lazily sat on the swivel chair, long legs stretched on the table, shirt buttons undone to the chest, revealing a large expanse of alluring, deep wheat-colored chest muscles.
His eyes were closed, and his black shiny hair glead like animal fur under the wall lamp, his nose handso, lips sensuous. Evelyn Yates gently approached, gazing at him infatuatedly.
"Joshua, if you’re tired, let’s go back to the bedroom to rest; it’s uncomfortable to sleep in the study."
Wasn’t such an invitation clear?
Evelyn Yates gently approached, wanting to smooth his lightly furrowed brows. How many won were obsessed with this man?
"Who allowed you to co in?"
Her hand hadn’t touched him before his look frightened her into stopping mid-air; he was still as indifferent to her as ever.
With a ruthless absence of emotion, even annoyed.
But hadn’t he been taking her to various banquets these past few days? Didn’t he have feelings for her?
"Joshua, I just wanted to co in and have a look."
Evelyn Yates spoke with grievance, biting her lip. She was clearly about to beco the mistress of this house; how could she not even have the right to enter the study or his bedroom?
Evelyn Yates only felt that her entire heart full of tenderness and affection was repeatedly betrayed, like crashing into the largest and hardest iceberg.
She forced herself to hold back the bitterness and tears as she looked at Joshua Hughes.
"Get out."
Simple and direct, without a bit of hesitation.
"Joshua, I just want a little more ti with you, and our baby also misses you, co and feel him."
Evelyn Yates no longer knew what to say to make him spare a glance at her and the baby. He never accompanied her for prenatal exams, nor cared about any of her condition.
Even if he didn’t like her, shouldn’t he care for his own flesh and blood?
Was taking her to socialize these days just because he didn’t have anyone else to accompany him?
His tall figure was enveloped in the dim light, the handso face carrying fatigue but always displaying sharp and attractive contours.
Evelyn Yates couldn’t help but embrace his broad shoulders: "Joshua, I miss you, I really do..."
The woman’s voice trembled.
She wanted to pull his hand to touch her belly.
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