Every Breath You Take

Chapter 3

The crowd outside the hotel had not yet dispersed, and they were still talking about the scene just now.

Monica trotted all the way to catch up with Roland Wang. When she heard the name of Quarmy Huo,

she subconsciously quickened her pace.

Roland Wang ahead of her suddenly stopped, and Monica inevitably hit his back. This man's back was

like a piece of iron. She felt a sharp pain in her forehead, her nose was sour and uncomfortable, and

she couldn't help tearing.-

"Are you blind when you walk?" Roland Wang turned around in a hurry and saw the tears in her eyes.

He suddenly stopped talking.

The girl with glasses cried? Roland Wang was surprised. He had always thought that this woman was

tough, worked so hard and so capable of bearing. Seeing the tears in her eyes, his heart softened.

"Get in the car!" He opened the car door for her. There was a hint of gentleness in his tone.

Monica bent over and got into the car. She touched her forehead. It was still painful, and she didn't

know if she was hurt. Roland Wang saw what she did. Her forehead turned blue after the collision just

now. He suddenly found that the black-framed girl's forehead was fair and smooth, which can compete

with his new model girlfriend.

But this ugly glasses covered her fair face.

He snorted and said, "I'll go to the dinner tonight." "Thank you, Mr. Wang!" Monica was so happy that

she forgot the pain and had a smile on her face.

"What for? I haven't finished yet!" Roland Wang stared at her. "You go with me!"

"Ah!" The smile on Monica's face suddenly changed. Looking at her cloudy face, Roland Wang was in

a good mood. He suddenly found himself a little perverted. He never cared about annoying people

before, why was he getting addicted to this blackframed nerd these days?

Coming out of the nursing home this afternoon, Roland Wang asked the driver to take them to the mall.

As usual, he walked ahead when Monica followed him with a briefcase.

The man was handsome and chill, while the woman was plain and dull. Such pair of strange

combination attracted the curious eyes of the crowd in the mall.

Roland Wang did not care about those eyes but straightly strode to the women's section. Monica

carried a big black bag and followed him through the top-level famous brands with respect.

Finally, Roland Wang stopped at the counter and pointed at a dress, asking the shop assistant to take it

down. "Is this dress good-looking?"

"Nice!" Monica answered without thinking.

"Try it on!" Roland Wang ordered.

Monica was surprised. "Mr. Wang, my size is different from Miss Lily's." Lily was a model, who was tall

with long legs, while she was petite. Wasn't it a waste to let her try on her clothes? "Nonsense. Try it,

now!" Roland Wang was unhappy.

Monica put down the big black bag speechlessly, picked up the clothes and went into the fitting room.

She hadn't worn expensive clothes like Chanel for three years. When she put on it again, she couldn't

help feeling touched. Before, Chanel was her first choice. Quarmy Huo had been choosing this brand

for her from clothes to perfume.

At that time, she thought this was love. Later, she knew how incomplete love it was with Chanel. Did

Quarmy Huo know from the beginning that their love would not have a happy ending?

Monica put on her clothes and walked out of the fitting room with complex feelings. Roland Wang

circled around her and said, "Not bad! I really didn't expect it!"

The clothes Monica put on made Roland Wang excited for no reason. Clothes really make a man. The

black-framed girl in front of him seemed more and more pleasing, at least when she wore the clothes it

looked very lively. "You will wear this dress with me for dinner tonight. By the way, go do your hair and

buy contact lens to wear."

"No!" Monica refused subconsciously. She had thought that Roland Wang brought her here to buy

clothes for the new mistress who were about to see. Now that she heard him say so, she understood

what he meant. He was trying to make her dress up beautifully to accompany him to the dinner.

"This is work!" Roland Wang frowned. No woman would refuse the temptation of beauty and luxury.

This woman was really obnoxious. "You have to obey me today!"

"I'm just a secretary of Mr. Wang. Mr. Gu said that I can refuse the unreasonable thing."

"What?" Roland Wang was furious. It was shocking that buying clothes for her was unreasonable. This

woman really pissed people off. "Whatever you want! You don't have to wear these clothes, but you

have to go to the dinner tonight!"

After saying that, he stormed away. Monica was relieved and quickly returned to the fitting room to

change back. When she came out, she ran into a woman.

"Sister?" The uncertain voice was full of surprise.

Monica looked over with no facial expression and saw Madrigal Jane and her best friend Nee Xi

standing in front of her.

"Hey! Isn't this the ex- Madam Huo? How did she end up like this?" Looking at her old clothes and the

dress in her hand, Nee Xi's face flashed a mocking smile and her voice was very mean.

Monica ignored her, handed the dress to the shop assistant and turned around to leave. When Roland

Wang asked her to come back, she knew that she would meet these people sooner or later. But she

didn't expect that she would meet them so soon. But so what? She was just a passer-by in her life. Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"How dare she dress like this and try out the clothes here? I don't know who gave her the courage!"

Nee Xi raised her voice. "Or you are just here to satisfy your luxurious imagination?"

"Nee!" Madrigal stopped her. "I'm telling the truth. Her life must have been so hard when she was

swept out without being given a penny. Look at her clothes. They're so old and cheap. I really didn't

expect that Monica turned out to be like this!1' Nee Xi said as she reached out her hand to grab the

clothes from the shop assistant. Her long nails scratched the clothes and she screamed, "How did this

dress become like this?"

"Miss, please wait!" The staff stopped Monica who was ready to leave.

"This dress... was damaged by your nails, so..." The staff showed Monica the place where the skirt was

cut.

Monica looked at the scratches on the skirt in shock, and saw the malicious smile in Nee Li's eyes. She

understood.

"I didn't do this!" Monica explained.

"Only you tried on this dress."

"You always ruin things you can't get. Monica, you are still the same old you." Nee Xi sneered and

fueled the fire.