Chapter 30: Are You Crazy?

The soup she made the whole morning was sprinkled on the expensive floor. Standing there, she looked at the mess in a daze.

Mike picked her up and went out.

"Sorry, I..." Scarlett apologized.

However, she paused halfway. She was unaware of what she had said.

There was only one thought in her mind.

'Richard was back!' she muttered under her breath.

Mike took her to the sofa and put her there in a hurry.

He then took out the ointment and gently applied it on her red legs. The slightly cold ointment eased the pain in her leg.

She stared at Mike blankly as he lowered his head to apply the ointment on her leg. Gradually, a tall figure appeared in her mind.

Back then when she just came to the Lauren's from the countryside, people there bullied her and made fun of her. Only Richard was gentle to her.

The two grew up together. She liked to take pictures of the landscape, so she often went out. Every time she went out for photographing, Richard would go with her. He liked fishing. When she was photographing, he sat by the river and looked at her.

Once, she fell and hurt herself. Richard wrapped her wound with a handkerchief, just like what Mike was doing now.

Her throat tightened. She could still clearly remember the scene at that time. It was a great time in her memory, but she knew that she could never go back.

"You are clumsy. You not only made a mess but hurt yourself this time!" Mike scolded.

The cold ointment brought her back from her memory.

She looked up at Mike with tears welling up in her eyes.

He lowered his voice and wiped away her tears.

"Don't cry. It won't hurt if you apply the ointment. It will be fine in two days," he comforted her in a gentle voice.

He thought she cried because of the pain from her leg.

"You are right, Mike. I am a fool. I worked hard to do things well, but I ruined everything in the end," Scarlett sobbed.

Four years ago, when Richard said that he wanted to take her away from City B and go abroad, she agreed but she stood him up in the end.

In the past four years, she pretended to have forgotten him, forgot her desire for freedom when she was young, and deliberately avoided all news of him. She did what her family told her to do, even though she didn't like it.

She got married and then divorced. She thought that she was so strong and unyielding that she could go through all the hard times and overcome the torture that life brought her.

However, she found that she was wrong when she heard that Richard had returned.

Mike thought that she was crying in pain. He fetched the ice pack and then used it to reduce her pain.

The coldness of the ice not only reduced the pain but calmed Scarlett down. Looking at Mike who was kneeling down next to her and rubbing her wound with the ice pack gently, Scarlett froze at the spot.

Her sadness dissipated. She was shocked by Mike's behavior.

'Oh my god. Mike, the noble president of a listed company was cooling my wound with an ice pack. Is it true?' Scarlett stared at Mike and thought.

"Don't worry! The pain will be gone soon and you will be fine," he comforted while dealing with the wound.

Meanwhile, a warm smile started to form on his lips.

Scarlett was shocked again. In the country where she grew up, if a child fell and hurt himself, the elders in the family would deal with the wound in this way.

But when she saw Mike doing this, a shiver ran down her spine.

She still couldn't connect such a warn scene with Mike who was known as cold and arbitrary.

She secretly pinched herself. Feeling the pain, she was sure that this was not a dream.

She placed her hand on Mike's forehead, "Are you crazy?"

Upon hearing that, Mike realized what he had done.

He put down her legs in a hurry.

He was angrier when he saw her expression. He shook off her hand that was on his head.

"You are so stupid," he cursed to ease his embarrassment.

"You looked gentle just now," Scarlett said.

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Mike grabbed his coat and strode out.

"In the afternoon, a stylist will come over to help you put on some makeup. After lunch, you can go to rest. Don't cry anymore. You can't attend the banquet with puffy eyes. If your eyes were puffy when I came back from the company in the afternoon, I will deduct a year of your salary!" Mike threatened.

"Did you come back from the company in a hurry just to tell me that you want me to attend the banquet with you?" Scarlett asked.

"You are noisy!" Mike said and left.

Scarlett was left alone in the room.

The fragrance of the soup was still floating in the air, but the fragments scattered on the floor seemed to tell her that everything was ruined.

She wondered if she could see Richard tonight.

Scarlett was no stranger to all kinds of social etiquette of the upper class.

Since she was chosen by the family when she was 18 years old, she had experienced four years of strict training.

She knew how to be elegant and dignified.

She knew how to disguise herself and carefully hide her true thoughts in the banquet of the upper class.

She chose a pair of Casadei's high heels and Dior's latest black dress. His delicate features were slightly covered with makeup. She was a noble lady now. She deserved to stand next to Mike.

The extravagant crystal lights and the resplendent decorations in the banquet hall were eye-catching. Men and women wearing expensive dresses walked around the hall. When Mike and Scarlett appeared, they immediately attracted everyone's attention.

She took his arm appropriately. With impeccable social etiquette, she greeted the people who came to chat with her with ease.

Meanwhile, her eyes unconsciously searched through the crowd, but she did not see the person in her memory. She could not tell she was disappointed or happy.

Actually, she didn't want to see Richard now.

She came here today as Mike's wife, even though they were divorced.

However, she was curious about Richard. They hadn't seen each other for four years. She wanted to know what he looked like now.

She wondered if he was the same as before, wearing a bright smile all the time.

They should have started a romance when she agreed to leave with him. But she stood him up the day they had scheduled to leave together. Now, she still felt guilty towards Richard.

The banquet was held in the hall of the hotel run by the Cowan family.

The mistress of the Cowan family, who was Richard's mother, was passionate about charity. Every once in a while, a charity auction would be held. The auction items were all donated by celebrities of the upper class. All the money they got from the auction would be used for charity.

Scarlett had participated once a few years ago, but this time she came here with Mike and not Richard.

Mike held Scarlett. He could tell that she was a little strange today.

Although she looked perfect, her eyes kept wandering, as if she was looking for something.

He elbowed her gently.

Apparently, he wanted her to be careful and cautious.

Scarlett returned to her senses and forced a smile at him.

Mike frowned. He thought her reaction was really abnormal.

He knew that she was a little unhappy after being forced to come to such a banquet.

Based on her personality, he thought she should cast a glare at him just now. But she just forced a smile.

Before he could figure out what happened to her, the hostess of the banquet, who was nearly fifty years old, came over.

"Good to see you, Mike. I didn't expect you to be here. I thought you would be very busy recently," Mariela Cowan greeted happily.

Thanks to the good condition of Mariela's skin, she looked like a lady in her early thirties. She greeted Mike warmly and then greeted Scarlett.

"Scarlett, long time no see. You're getting more and more beautiful. Marriage is really a second life for a woman. Seeing that you're happy now, I'm relieved," Mariela said.

"You flatter me. You are as elegant and beautiful as I saw you last time," Scarlett praised.

They looked at each other with a faint smile on their face. Under the seemingly calm greetings, there was something that only the two of them understood.

Mike noticed the eye contact between Mariela and Scarlett.

'Why do I feel that there is a trace of disdain in Mariela's eyes?' he thought to himself.

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