Cynthia and Keith chose a seat next to the window and sat down. Neither of them mentioned their encounter with Trish, but the atmosphere was obviously not right. Cynthia put down her fork and knifeand took a sip of the red wine beside her. She stared straight at Keith and said, "Didn'tyou reject her thoroughly? Otherwise, why does Trish seem to be full of hope for you?"
Keith knew that she would definitely care about that. He helplessly smiled and said, "Cynthia, we have already got engaged. Why do you care about this?"
"As I want to get married with you,I want you to draw a line between you and other women. If I were just playing with you, I really don't care about this matter." Cynthia was a little depressed. Trish's defiant gaze made her uncomfortable. It seemed likeshe was the one who came later and snatched her original seat.
"Alright, if there's a chance, I will definitely explain it to her clearly. Don't be angry, okay?" Keith comforted her gently. Were women so insecure?
Cynthia did not want to make unreasonable trouble anymore. Since he had promised to deal with this matter, she would wait and see.
After lunch, theyhad a walk at the beach. There were children digging for sand, picking up shells.When thewaves hit them,the children were so frightened that they quickly ran towards the adults and laughed loudly.
Cynthia wore a sunshade hat, and her mood was exceptionally relaxed.
After walking around the seaside for a while, they decided to go back to the hotel for arest. At a corner of the path, Trish suddenly appeared. She came alone. Her eyes were no longer implicit, but she looked at Keith boldly and affectionately. She said sadly, "Keith, can we talk alone?"
Keith's handsome face stiffened. He looked down at the woman beside him. Cynthia also suddenly became upset. She sneered, "What do you want to talk about withmy boyfriend? Why don't you let me hear it as well?"
"Are you so unconfident?" Trish looked at her mockingly.
"Trish, stop messing around. If you want to continue working with me, please be sensible," Keith's face darkened and his voice became a little cold.
"Keith, why cannot be me? Our family is match. And you have already knownmy feelings. Why didn't you give me a chance?" As Trish spoke, her tears immediately rolled down her cheeks, as if she had suffered a lot of grievances.
Cynthia rolled her eyes. Hisreal girlfriend hadn't even cried yet, but she did. So many tricks!
"Keith, talk to her. I'll go back to the hotel first." Cynthiahad beeninterested in listening to this earlier, but now she felt distressed. She believed that Keith would definitely handle the matter properly, so she gave them a chance to get along with Trish alone.
"Alright, I'll be right back." Keith nodded. He did have a few words that he needed to explain to Trish clearly to prevent her from having any more fantasies.
Cynthia came around Trish and walked forward.
Trish's tearful eyes flashed with pride when she saw that Cynthia had walked away.
"Keith, we've known each other for so many years. I don't believe you don't have any feelings for me at all. If not, why have you been promoting me intwo years?" Trish looked at Keith with a sad expression and her voice was clear and gentle.
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