Zeldan withdrew his gaze and looked over at Everleigh, "Do you know her well?"
"Well, she's been my best friend for years. She seldom comes back from abroad these days, so she can be a little unbridled and stubborn."
Listening to what she had said, he burst into laughter. It was genuine, unpretentious laughter.
Stunned, Everleigh was clueless as to which part of her conversation tickled his funny bone.
"What are you laughing at?"
"I'm laughing because of your honesty. Since Cecil doesn't like me, naturally she wouldn't want to leave a good impression on me. However, now that you have mentioned these things, she certainly wouldn't be too happy about it."
For some reason, she believed him, but why she had said all this was because Cecil truly was remarkable. Cecil worked hard to get to where she was. And as a friend, Everleigh was certainly proud of such exemplary achievements.
"Cecil doesn't like you because she doesn't fancy meeting you in this way."
Zeldan didn't say anything, but smiled.
As the two of them sat and talked, they did not notice that someone beside them was spying on them, and even recorded them both using a mobile phone.
With a wicked smile, the person spying on them said, "Let's see you smile now." After which, the person kept the mobile phone and prepared to leave.
When Cecil returned, she saw them chatting happily. Bewildered, she then asked, "What were you two talking about?"
"About the interesting things in my hospital."
Zeldan wanted to foot the bill, much to Cecil's disagreement.
"I am a man. I don't need a woman to pay the bill."
She still wanted to say something, but was held back by Everleigh. "He's sincere. Let him be. Let's just wait for the next round."
However, Cecil just didn't want to owe him anything.
When all three of them walked out, Everleigh decided to go home so as not to disturb the two.
Zeldan always had a smile on his face, and he seemed to come out of his shell and opened up to Everleigh.
Back home, Abraham was telling Alastair about the state of affairs in the company, to which the latter listened with interest. Adrienne, on the other hand, was sitting on the sofa with snacks in hand, feeling drowsy.
"Mommy, you're back?"
"Mhm." Everleigh bought clothes for them, and she knew best that girls loved to look pretty.
"Go try them on."
An overjoyed Adrienne took the clothes and went upstairs to try on the clothes, while Alastair did not seem to be in a hurry, but remained listening attentively to his grandpa's stories about his business.
Newly discharged from the hospital, Theodore sat in his study, deep in thought. His computer screen was filled with all things related to Everleigh.
Just as he was about to turn off the computer and go to sleep, he received an email from Josephine.
The email's subject was "Everleigh". There was a complicated look in his gaze, but he
involuntarily clicked the email.
Before his eyes were images of Everleigh and a man in military uniform chatting away; the smile on their faces remained throughout.
Holding the mouse, his grip tightened without him realizing it. If he could, he wished that he could crush the mouse into pieces.
A few minutes later, he took out his phone and called Josephine.
Upon seeing the incoming call, the corners of her lips curled up, forming a smug smile; she was pleased.
"Theodore."
"When did you sneak these photos?"
"I didn't. I just accidentally saw the two of them in the mall today. I thought that you shouldn't be kept in the dark."
What Josephine had said was indeed for Theodore's sake, but still that couldn't hide the smugness in her eyes. Just when she still wondered if Everleigh would ever get back together with him, it seemed that she already had another man, leaving Josephine with nothing to worry about at the moment.
Theodore's eyes turned slightly cold, "Do you think Everleigh would be with someone else?"
"Isn't that the case? I've investigated this man. He has a rather proper family background." Josephine did conduct a thorough investigation. Otherwise, she wouldn't have sent these to him so hastily.
Theodore snorted. "The position of being a mistress in the Meyer family speaks louder than him. It's best to think with the right mind before saying such things in the future," he retorted, and hung up the phone.
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