Every Breath You Take novel Chapter 3

The crowd outside the hotel had not yet dispersed, and they were still talking about the scene just now. Monica trotted all the way to catch up with Roland Wang. When she heard the name of Quarmy Huo, she subconsciously quickened her pace.

Roland Wang ahead of her suddenly stopped, and Monica inevitably hit his back. This man's back was like a piece of iron. She felt a sharp pain in her forehead, her nose was sour and uncomfortable, and she couldn't help tearing.-

"Are you blind when you walk?" Roland Wang turned around in a hurry and saw the tears in her eyes. He suddenly stopped talking.

The girl with glasses cried? Roland Wang was surprised. He had always thought that this woman was tough, worked so hard and so capable of bearing. Seeing the tears in her eyes, his heart softened. "Get in the car!" He opened the car door for her. There was a hint of gentleness in his tone.

Monica bent over and got into the car. She touched her forehead. It was still painful, and she didn't know if she was hurt. Roland Wang saw what she did. Her forehead turned blue after the collision just now. He suddenly found that the black-framed girl's forehead was fair and smooth, which can compete with his new model girlfriend.

But this ugly glasses covered her fair face.

He snorted and said, "I'll go to the dinner tonight." "Thank you, Mr. Wang!" Monica was so happy that she forgot the pain and had a smile on her face.

"What for? I haven't finished yet!" Roland Wang stared at her. "You go with me!"

"Ah!" The smile on Monica's face suddenly changed. Looking at her cloudy face, Roland Wang was in a good mood. He suddenly found himself a little perverted. He never cared about annoying people before, why was he getting addicted to this blackframed nerd these days?

Coming out of the nursing home this afternoon, Roland Wang asked the driver to take them to the mall. As usual, he walked ahead when Monica followed him with a briefcase.

The man was handsome and chill, while the woman was plain and dull. Such pair of strange combination attracted the curious eyes of the crowd in the mall.

Roland Wang did not care about those eyes but straightly strode to the women's section. Monica carried a big black bag and followed him through the top-level famous brands with respect.

Finally, Roland Wang stopped at the counter and pointed at a dress, asking the shop assistant to take it down. "Is this dress good-looking?"

"Nice!" Monica answered without thinking.

"Try it on!" Roland Wang ordered.

Monica was surprised. "Mr. Wang, my size is different from Miss Lily's." Lily was a model, who was tall with long legs, while she was petite. Wasn't it a waste to let her try on her clothes? "Nonsense. Try it, now!" Roland Wang was unhappy.

Monica put down the big black bag speechlessly, picked up the clothes and went into the fitting room. She hadn't worn expensive clothes like Chanel for three years. When she put on it again, she couldn't help feeling touched. Before, Chanel was her first choice. Quarmy Huo had been choosing this brand for her from clothes to perfume.

At that time, she thought this was love. Later, she knew how incomplete love it was with Chanel. Did Quarmy Huo know from the beginning that their love would not have a happy ending?