After hearing what Scarlett said, Richard's expression turned awkward.
"You shouldn't blame her like that. She likes you very much."
"But..." "She shouldn't have investigated me," Richard said as he looked at the photos on the table.
Scarlett rolled her eyes.
"If you didn't make her feel insecure, would she do this?"
"Scarlett, you really don't care anymore?" When Richard saw her reaction, his heart chilled.
Her various reactions indicated that she had completely walked out of his world.
She could even become good friends with his fiancée without any grudge.
"Richard, you have to look forward and cherish the person in front of you. Whether it is you or me, none of us can hurt the people who care about you. I am sorry about the past, but Elaine is innocent."
"I will settle the matter with her."
He made up his mind to come over and talk to Scarlett after he regained his freedom.
Every time he saw her, he felt that she was further away from him.
And today, the interaction between her and Elaine made him feel an inexplicable panic in his heart.
He had to hurry up!
He said he wanted to end it, but Scarlett didn't think about annulling the engagement. She thought that he had thought it through and wanted to treat Elaine well.
She heaved a sigh of relief.
After coming into contact with Elaine, she liked her very much, hoping that Richard could cherish such a cute girl.
After saying goodbye to Richard, she took the clothes that Elaine had left for her and entered the bathroom to change.
The same brand, but the texture of it was different. The one Mike bought was more comfortable.
If this was true, then the rest in the cabinet should be true as well.
Scarlett was confused. She gave up the impulse to run away from home and sign up for a travel, and while she still had some courage now, she went directly to the office of Mike.
She wanted to ask him why he gave her such an expensive gift.
However, she failed.
The secretary said he left a few minutes ago and did not say where he went.
Scarlett called him and found he turned off his phone.
Had he gone home?
It wasn't dark yet, so how could a workaholic like him return home so early?
Scarlett took a taxi to his new home, just for a try, but found nothing.
This kind of situation had never happened before, Scarlett suddenly became worried.
Ever since the two of them were together, even if he was busy, he would never ignore the call. She also left him a message on Line, but there was still no reply.
There shouldn't be a problem with such a big person, right?
Scarlett was perturbed and suppressed the thrilling scenes in her mind. Would he encounter a car accident? No, no, he would not. He was very steady in driving.
Was he kidnapped because he had hooked up with the girl of the boss of the gang?
The more she thought about it, the more conflicted she became, and the images in her mind became even more brutal.
Where did he go?
She tried to contact a few of his friends to ask, only to find that she knew nothing about his life circle.
From their marriage to divorce, she had never tried to really integrate into his life.
She knew that he had a few good friends, but she had never attended their private gathering, let alone having their phone number.
It was only then that she realized that her understanding of Mike was pitifully little.
She could almost memorize the book Things about Mike Abraham, but there were a lot of things in it that weren't right.
It said that Mike liked money, but the clothes he bought for her were so expensive.
It said that Mike was a treacherous and cunning person, and he used "treachery" to keep her by his side after the divorce, but that was all.
Scarlett was very clear in her heart that Mike did not treat her the way he treated others, otherwise how would she have the stable life now.
It said that Mike liked women wearing long white dresses the most, but after the divorce, he added all kinds of clothes to her. Different colors, different colors, but they all suited her much...
Scarlett suddenly wanted to know what kind of person Mike was.
She wanted to know what he really liked, what friends he had, where he would go and what he would do other than work.
Scarlett stood up and paced around the room.
He seemed to know her habits well.
But she did not know what kind of person he was.
She was now very curious about his true intentions, but he had disappeared, not giving her the chance to ask him questions and deepen her understanding of him.
She had been sitting on the sofa, looking forward to the door ringing, and the man who was always used to being cold would come in.
However, the door remained silent.
She could no longer hold back the thoughts of her having accident.
She stood up and wiped the house clean from top to bottom. She did not miss any corner of the house. It was not enough after doing all this. She also made his favorite sweet food.
She could be distracted as she's busy doing something.
This went on for more than three hours.
The sweet food was ready, the room was cleaned, and she even made a pot of soup.
But he still did not come back.
It was raining outside. Scarlett thought that the window of the house she lived in was still open. She was afraid of letting the rain in, so she could only leave a note on the table. She gave up the idea of waiting for him to come back. She took a taxi back home.
The sky was horribly grey, and the gloomy clouds pressed down on the entire city. Along the way, she listened to the thunder and lightning, and she urged the driver to drive faster.
However, she did not know that in her home, there was a bigger haze waiting for her...
"Phew, what a heavy rain." She pushed open the door and wiped the rain off her face.
Even though it wasn't night yet, the sky was already completely dark.
The room was dark. She turned on the light and found that the window she forgot to close when she left was closed, not knowing who've done it.
"You are finally willing to come back."
The sinister male voice sounded, startling her. She followed the voice and saw the man who had made her worried for a long time, sitting on the sofa with a gloomy face.
She patted her chest in fright. "Why are you like this? Are you trying to scare me to death without turning on the lights?"
Mike did not speak, only watching her change into slippers, her clothes drenched by the rain sticking to her body.
Suddenly, his eyes went cold.
When she went out, she was not wearing this one.
What he chose was a black one, and she came back wearing a pink one.
Although the same brand could have different styles, the one he chose for her was elegant, and the one on her made her look more childish. It was so childish that he wanted to tear her apart.
She did not notice his abnormality. At this moment, when she saw him sitting in her house, she actually felt a sense of relief.
Fortunately, nothing had happened to him.
He stared at her. She ran out in such a dangerous way, without caring his worries. And she had only returned after fooling around and was wearing clothes given by other men.