As Shirley spoke, she picked up a pen and wrote down a string of numbers at the corner of the paper. Then she tore it off and handed it over to me.
I looked down at the paper and knew that it was her phone number.
I put the note into the pocket of my pants. By the time I looked up again, Shirley had controlled the wheelchair and gone to the elevator.
I followed her.
As soon as we were next to the elevator, the elevator, which was supposed to be on the second floor, unexpectedly went down.
"See? He can't wait any longer."
As Shirley spoke, her face didn't change at all.
She seemed to know what Shelton was thinking about at her fingertips.
Sure enough, the elevator went up with Shelton standing inside. After the door of the elevator opened, he came out, looking somewhat gloomy.
He had realized that it was a single-sided glass elevator.
Walking out of the elevator and seeing that Shirley and me both standing at the door of the elevator, Shelton managed to curl up the corner of his mouth, asking, "Are you done measuring the size?"
"Yes."
I nodded lightly, intending to get close to him, only to feel somewhat resistant in my heart.
Behind me, Shirley smiled and said, "Dr. Shelton, you haven't seen each other for only a few minutes. How come you came up eagerly?"
Judging from her tone, she seemed to be mocking Shelton.
Without ever looking at her, Shelton said to me, "Now that you're done, let's go for dinner. I've reserved somewhere."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and grabbed my hand, pulling me into the elevator.
His tone wasn't as gentle as before. Instead, it sounded a little impatient.
After we got in the elevator, I pressed a button and waited for Shirley to come in. After Shirley controlled the wheelchair and came in, she slightly gestured to me, saying, "Thank you."
We arrived on the first floor. Shelton wanted to take me away, only to hear Shirley say behind him deliberately, "Rebecca, fetch one of my business cards and give it to Miss Nolan."
"Copy that."
Manager Warren fetched a business card from the front desk quickly, came over, and handed it to me.
Shelton directly stopped her, took the business card over, and put it in his pocket, saying indifferently, "If she needs anything, I'll bring her here next time."
Seeing Shelton do so, Shirley wasn't surprised at all.
She narrowed her almond-shaped eyes and stared at Shelton with a somewhat melancholy smile at the corner of her mouth.
Throughout the whole process later, I didn't say anything. However, staring at Shelton, I had only one question in my mind, that was, what on earth Shelton was afraid of?
What on earth was the secret between him and Shirley, making him fear that I would know it?
I got in the car with him. As he started the car, I couldn't help but ask him, "Shelton, regarding you and Designer Shirley..."
"Don't mention her." Before I could finish my words, Shelton turned around directly and grabbed my hand, saying, "What happened between us is in the past. My future belongs to you alone. And there won't be someone else between us."
He stared at me dedicatedly. It seemed that after he left the wedding dress store, he was as gentle and composed as he used to be.
I looked at him and hesitated for a moment. Then I nodded and stopped talking about Shirley.
However, I felt somewhat uncomfortable in my heart.
Shelton returned the car key and started the car, planning to go to a restaurant. On the way, he asked me, "What are you going to do recently? Now the hospital is no longer heavily guarded. I can accompany you for lunch."
"No need." Hearing what he said, I subconsciously refused. After I finished my words, I felt that I refused him too quickly. So I quickly added, "A designer I used to know invited me to take part in a high- end indoor design competition named Gifted Design Award with her. I may be with her in the following days."
"She has no interest in you, right?"
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