GoodReadRaymond's driver cquickly. The black Bentley was simply a symbol of the rich. Scarlett recognized that it was his car at a glance.
The driver walked over with a black umbrella and was stunned when he saw her. "Mr. Shaw, Ms. Reed." Scarlett grunted, tilted her head, and looked at the advertisement next to her.
Raymond left with the driver. Scarlett watched him walk into the rain and mist, thinking that Raymond had probably run out of patience.
She looked down at her short boots and smiled coldly. She knew it.
Let s go.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSuddenly, the person who had walked away returned with a black umbrella.
Scarlett froze. "Where to?" She looked up at him in a daze. Her face was beautiful and cute.
Raymond rubbed his fingers. He had an impulse to fondle Scarlett's face but resisted it. "It's hard to get a taxi now. I'll take you back." Scarlett looked at the roadside. She didn't want to make things difficult for herself. "Thank you." The umbrella was not small but not big enough for two people.
Scarlett wanted to keep her distance from Raymond. Just after she took a few steps, he put his hand on her shoulder. "The rain is heavy." This was a good reason. Scarlett glanced at him silently.
The air conditioner of the car had been turned on. Scarlett got into the car. Her hands and feet were gradually warmed.
Raymond passed her a handkerchief. Scarlett suddenly remembered the year she was pushed into the water.
Raymond rushed over and took out a handkerchief from his pocket. However, it was not for her but for Tiffany's friend who pushed her into the water. 1 When Scarlett saw him cover and pull out the handkerchief, her heart was hot, but when he handed i t to another person, she felt like someone poured icy water on her head.
A chill stole over her body.
Scarlett's face turned cold. She didn't take his handkerchief. Instead, she grabbed a tissue from her bag, wiping the rain off her hands and boots.
The boots were brought to her by Alexis from Paris. Scarlett heard that they were made of leather, but after being wet by rain these two days, this pair of shoes could almost be thrown into the garbage.
Scarlett's mood changed fast.
Raymond could feel it. He gazed at her. The narrow car was filled with her scent.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe remembered that she fell asleep on his shoulder on the plane. Raymond swallowed. "I have never given it t o anyone else." His handkerchiefs were almost disposable. If others had used it, he would have thrown it away.
Raymond thought she cared about this.
Scarlett looked at him, laughing. "Three years ago, on the night of a birthday banquet, Tiffany and her best friend pushedinto the swimming pool. Do you remember it?" Raymond's face stiffened. He dropped his eyes to hide the remorse in his eyes. "Yes." "That night | had just been pulled up from the pool when | saw you walk over from the crowd. | thought you were walking towards me. To be honest, | was quite soft-hearted at that time. | instantly felt like forgiving you for being indifferent and mean to me.
"lI even wanted to cry as you pulled out your handkerchief. Unfortunately, it wasn't for me." How naive she was at that time! She thought that he was worried about his wife and gave her a handkerchief to wipe her face.
However, when he gave it to Tiffany's best friend in front of her, Scarlett even wanted to turn around and jump into the pool to clear her head.
Raymond recalled it. He looked at Scarlett sneering at him, saying weakly, "Although I let you down that night, you must have misunderstood why | gave the handkerchief to that woman." He paused. "I just thought that her makeup was running. | couldn't stand her talking towith a disgusting face." Yet it was undeniable that he ignored Scarlett that day.
"I'm sorry." It was his fault.
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