Raymond was quite sure that he met Scarlett when he was 20 years old.
But Scarlett didn't admit it. Seeing her expression, he felt that she was not lying to him.
And they had already divorced. In fact, if Scarlett admitted that she had met Raymond, it may be a good thing.
But she didn't admit it.
The gate of the villa as well as the garage door had been closed.
Raymond stood at the gate for a few minutes before returning to the car. The wind in winter was particularly bitter, but he didn't feel it. He opened the car window and lowered his head to light a cigarette. Before the divorce, he didn't even know that Scarlett had her own villa.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIn fact, he hesitated over whether to ask her or not. But since he had that dream that night, these days he had been thinking about whether she had met him.
After thinking about it for so many days, he finally couldn't help coming over to ask her to get an affirmative answer.
But Scarlett said no.
He should have breathed a sigh of relief, but he felt that there was a stone on his chest and it becheavier.
If Scarlett and he really met ten years ago, then everything she had said was true.
However, it could not change anything, as they had divorced.
But as long as he thought that they might have seen each other ten years ago, he felt an inexplicable panic.
If she had met him, then she married him not for money, but for her love for him.
This should have made him feel ironic and funny, but now he couldn't laugh.
Because he found that he seemed to love his ex-wife a little after the divorce.
Suddenly a black Lexus drove on this road and stopped at the entrance of the villa.
Then, a man got out of the car.
Baymond recognized the man. That day when Scarlett stepped down after singing on stage, this man talked t o her.
Scarlett and he knew each other.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBaymond couldn't help frowning. He watched the man press the doorbell of the villa, with a colder and colder expression on his face.
Scarlett's mood was very bad, as she met Raymond when she got home.
So, when the doorbell rang, she sat on the sofa, with n o intention of opening the door.
But soon, the doorbell rang again.
Frowning slightly, she stood up and walked to the balcony to take a look. When she saw Antony, she was startled for a moment. Then she turned and went downstairs to open the door.
The midday sun was warm, but the wind was also strong.
Wrapping a shawl around herself, Scarlett walked to the gate in fur slippers. Looking at Antony, she raised her eyebrows. "The wi-fi at your hfails again?" Antony smiled. "It abruptly failed last tand now it functions normally. My friend broughta few boxes of cherries from abroad. And here's a box for you." Scarlett originally wanted to decline. But Antony had already walked over to the trunk of his car and took out a box of cherries.
Scarlett had no choice but to receive it. "Thank you." "We're neighbors. You're welcome." Glancing at her, he walked inside the villa, with the cherry in his hands.
Scarlett closed the door and then took a few steps to lead the way for him.
She entered the kitchen and pointed at the large table i n the middle. "Just put it here." Antony put the cherries down. "I hear that you are very busy. So, I'll leave." Since Antony sent her cherries and was so considerate, Scarlett felt it inappropriate to let him leave directly. "I'm not very busy today. If you're free, how about having a cup of tea and sfruits?" Antony raised his eyebrows in surprise. "You're not very busy?" "Yeah."