Everything was so coincidental. It seemed that they were planned!.
Everett stood at the door of the private room.
He looked at the two people who were making out on the sofa.
Melody looked over, and so did Henry.
The atmosphere in the roam froze.
It seemed that everything had reached an explosive point, and no one dared lo Louch il.
Everett looked at them emotionlessly.
It was as if the person on the sofa was not his flancée but a stranger.
The look in his eyes hurt Melody, but she couldn't move at all.
It was Henry who spoke first.
He laughed, got up from Melody, and looked at Everett.
"It's the right time for you to come."
Everett didn't look at him.His eyes fell on Melody's face.
"I'll wait for you downstairs."
Then he went out.
From beginning to end, there was no change in his expression.
But Melody felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.She was frozen.
Henry lit a cigarette, watched Everett leave, and then looked at the woman lying motionless on the
sofa.He puffed out a smoke ring and leaned over.
"Continue?"
The smoke sprayed on Melody's face, and Melody regained her senses instantly.
She sat up abruptly, grabbed her bag, and ran out.
When she ran to the door, Henry smiled evilly and said, "Melody, Everett is a good man, but he is not
good for you."
Melody clenched her bag and looked at him coldly.
"Everett is not good for me, so are you!"
She got to decide who was good for her.She turned around and Icave.
Henry sat on the sofa and watched Melody leave with his arms open.
His mouth curled up with a cigarette.
"Melody, you won't give up."
"But I'm not afraid"
"Everett always has the ability to make women give up on him."
"I'm not in a hurry."
Melody ran out of the Jincheng Club.
On her way out, many thoughts crossed her mind.
But all these thoughts disappeared after seeing the car parked outside the Jincheng Club.
She was absent-minded.
At this moment, she clearly realized that it might be impossible for her and Everett to be together.
Everett sat in the car, his eyes looking ahead, his black eyes blended in the dark, and everything
seemed dangerous.
Time ticked by, but the car door never opened.
Everett picked up his phone, clicked on the call log, and dialed the first number.
"Mr.Weston."
"Hold a press conference tomorrow to cancel my engagement to Melody."
The voice on the phone paused for two seconds.
"Okay.”
Hanging up the phone, Lverett closed his eyes and said.
"Go back."
The driver replied, "Yes, Mr.Weston."
The car drove out.
Davis frowned when he heard the dial tone on his phone.
"Cancel the engagement."
He remembered two years ago when Mr.Weston asked him to ask Mr.Cruz for a divorce agreement.It
seemed that this moment was very similar to that time.
But what happened? Was the result the same? Melody sat in the car and watched Everett's car drive
away until she could no longer see it, and she closed her eyes.
She couldn't go.If she did, they would be finished.She lowered her head and rested her forehead on
the steering wheel.
Suddenly, she opened her eyes, and there was a light in them that was stubborn and crazy.
She picked up her phone and dialed a number.
"Joan, do something for me.”
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