A Pigeon Pair: Sweetheart, Let's Get Married

Chapter 107 I Want a One-night Stand

Maverick had two cousins, but only Lawrence dared to speak to him like this.

Maverick knew why Lawrence called him. He looked at the watch and frowned, then asked, "It's so late.

Why are you calling?"

Lawrence yelled, "Uncle Maverick, I'm sure Beth is in City C now. She had worked in your company

before. Damn, I'm indeed stupid. I didn't know that she had been working in your company. Can you

help me investigate the information she registered?"

Maverick said in a lower tone, "What did you and Byron talk about?"

Lawrence was surprised by the question. After a moment, he reacted and immediately said, "I drank

too much that day. But uncle, what I said is the truth."

Maverick became serious and directly hung up the phone.

Just a few seconds later, the phone rang again. It was still Lawrence.

Maverick kept a straight face and hung up the phone again. Then he threw his phone aside and went to

the bathroom to take a shower.

After taking a shower, he watched his phone. There were countless missed calls and several WeChat

messages.

All were from Lawrence.

Lawrence: Uncle, I know I was wrong. Moreover, they have broken up for many years. To be honest,

Lucas is scared of you. So he does not dare to do anything to her. Just help me this time.

Soft Lawrence: Uncle, please answer the phone."

Lawrence: Uncle, are you have to be so narrow-minded? That's a fact. When you married Aunt Everly

in the future, wouldn't everyone know about it even I didn't mention it?

Maverick smiled.

He was pleased that Lawrence called Everly aunt.

He was in a good mood. After thinking about it, he finally replied to Lawrence.

Maverick: I will get someone to send you the information tomorrow. Besides, the woman you are

looking for seems to be a friend of your aunt

Lawrence quickly replied.

Lawrence: Is it true? Thank you, uncle. I will always flatter aunt Everly.

Maverick: You call yourself. Does that mean you can't be hard?

No reply came.

It seemed to hit the weak point of Lawrence. Maverick smiled and was about to put his phone down.

But another message came in. It was not from Lawrence.

He took a closer look and did not see it wrongly.

It was from Everly.

Maverick felt at this moment, he was like youth at eighteen. When he saw the WeChat message sent

by Everly, his heart beat faster.

Everly: Mr. Maverick, are you asleep?

Maverick kept staring at the phone. The words were simple but he looked at them for a long time. But it

was just Maverick thought it was long.

In fact, only thirty seconds passed.

He stared at it for a moment. Then something happened that left him speechless.

That message suddenly disappeared.

It showed Everly had withdrawn a message.

Maverick frowned.

Did she think he had not seen it?

Moreover, it had shown she withdrew the massage. How was she going to explain it to him?

He was about to reply, but another message came in.

Everly: I'm sorry. I sent it to the wrong person. It's not for you.

Maverick was wordless.

A faint sneer crossed his face.

Maverick: Oh? Looks like someone else is also named Maverick and also happens to be your boss?

...

The midnight was quiet.

Everly had raised the phone high above her face. She was a little regretful. She failed to control herself

and finally sent Maverick a message. Although she withdrew it quickly, the WeChat page showed she

had withdrawn a message.

She thought again and again and finally found an excuse. But unexpectedly, Maverick saw her

message immediately at late night.

Seeing Maverick's reply, Everly was shocked that she didn't even hold her phone properly. The phone

slapped her face.

It hurt.

She quickly grabbed her phone and thought about how she should explain it. Then another message

came in.

Maverick: What's wrong?

Everly thought about it, repeatedly deleting and typing. After a while, Maverick became impatient. He

asked again.

Maverick: What? Missing me?

Everly felt wordless.

Everly: Of course not.

Maverick: You sure?

Everly, "I don't miss you."

Maverick: Really? Then who are you contacting with your phone now? Isn't it me? You don't miss me?

Everly: You are unreasonable.

Maverick: You are deceiving yourself.

Everly: I don't.

Everly looked at this conversation and hit her head. She didn't know how to describe the conversation.

It had no substantial meaning. But they continued this meaningless conversation. She felt somehow

sweet.

She was frightened by her thoughts. Now she couldn't care about anything else and immediately typed.

Everly: Mr. Maverick, I want to ask you something.

Maverick: What?

Everly thought about what she had just said to Beth. She tossed and turned but couldn't fall asleep.

She was the kind of person who couldn't hide anything.

Now, she was no longer in conflict with herself.

Everly: Do you wear glasses?

Maverick: What?

Everly: It can't be asked?

Maverick: If you want to know me, it's fine. I usually wear contact lenses and only wear glasses at

home.

Everly held her phone, her heart pounding.

She didn't know how to say it. Maybe it was just a coincidence.

After all, she couldn't confirm Maverick was that man just because he wore glasses. But she could not Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

control herself of getting rid of such thought.

When she saw Maverick for the first time, he seemed to be the romantic partner in all her dreams.

Could there be such a coincidence?

She did not dare to think more.

Her phone vibrated again. It was a message from Maverick.

"What else do you want to know about me?"

Everly decided to ask the questions to the end.

Everly: You used to live in Italy?

Maverick: Yes.

Everly: When did you come back to City C?

Maverick: I often came back a few years ago but settled down two years ago.

Everly continued typing, "Then, did you come back five years ago? It was probably in April and May."

She was ready to send it but thought it was inappropriate. She deleted and typed again.

"Mr. Maverick, I want to ask a private question. Hope you won't mind."

But what did she want to ask?

'Mr. Maverick, did you sleep with a strange woman five years ago?'

It was not proper. She could not do that.

Besides, even if the man was Maverick, as rich and famous as he was, there must be a lot of women

who tempted him. He might not remember whom he had slept with.

Then asking him the one-night stand?

Maybe a one-night stand was special?

Thinking of this, Everly deleted the previous words and retyped, "I want a one-night stand..."

Just as she finished this sentence, Beth, who was sleeping on the side, probably dreamed. One of her

arms slapped Everly. Everly was shocked. Then the sentence was sent.

Everly: I want a one-night stand.

She stared at her phone. She even forgot to withdraw it.