No One But You

Chapter 13 I Got Fooled

I turned and walked away in the shocked eyes of the chairman and Daniel.

When I was out of the restaurant door, Calvin followed up.

His mischievous laugh hovered above me. "Did he really assault me?"

"Why do you think I hit him?" I answered him calmly.

He said nothing more.

He knew the relationship between Daniel and me but he did not reveal that.

I kept silent too. It's fun to play games with smart people.

I got on the car, thinking we would go back to company, but he said to the driver, “S-TANG."

S-TANG was the shopping mall I met him and Elena. Why were we going there?

The driver drove the car to S-TANG and he got off first.

I was sleepy after the dinner and nod off in my seat.

He pulled the door open and pulled me down.

I was stunned and asked him, “Why?"

He let go of me and moved forward first, and I had to trot after him.

I followed him into the famous store of the day. All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

He tilted his head on the dress in the center of the window and said to the clerk, "Give her this dress to

try on."

The clerk immediately went get it. Yesterday Calvin came and bought a same dress to Elena.

The clerk went to get the skirts. There were only two of them, free size.

"Will you buy it for me?"

"Don’t you have the card?" He half smiled.

I forgot all about it and quickly gave it back to him. "I haven't been paid yet and I don't want an

advance."

"It's a gift for you." He put the card away. "Don't dress too shabby tonight."

I knew I was poor, and I liked this dress.

Although Elena also had one, it didn’t matter. There were only two in the whole city only. I usually wore

a T-shirt, which was the same with women in the vegetable market.

The clerk had already brought the skirt to me respectfully, “Miss, have a try."

She followed me, standing on tiptoe against the door frame as I walked into it.

I was taller than her without high heels. I didn't need her to block for me.

After changing my clothes and coming out, I stood looking at myself in the mirror.

It was true that clothes make the man.

My vision was not bad. I looked better than Elena in it.

The dark khaki satin fabric with the coffee-colored edges perfectly delineated my figure.

Luckily, I was on the early pregnancy, so there was nothing changed in my figure.

I pulled my hair back and was pleased with myself in the mirror.

There was a kind of arrogance.

Calvin's figure suddenly appeared in the mirror. He stood behind me. He was taller than me.

"Not bad. Do you have any earrings?"

When I was about to say I had, he said, "Well, go and buy it now. Yours must be a bargain."

Well, I thanked him.

It was for me, of course I would take it.

He bought me the dress, new heels, sparkling diamond earrings, and a handbag.

I didn't even say thank you. I was arrogant to accept them.

He looked at me strangely. "You are different from those women. People always say thank you when

they receive my presents. But you didn’t.”

"If you want to hear it." I said but didn't want to thank him.

In the afternoon he gave me leave to come home and dress up.

I slept all afternoon, and then changed my clothes in twenty minutes. Daniel took me to the cocktail

party.

I'd been to places like this before.

A well-informed reporter was not afraid.

I was Calvin's companion tonight. He was wearing a light beige suit that went well with me.

Such a choice of color made him special.

He motioned me to put my hand in his arms, and I took his arm without flinching.

There were a lot of dignitaries at the party. I used to think about my job, and I would like to get more

news on such an occasion.

But today, I came here thinking only about the food.

Nothing else matters except for food.

When entering the venue, Calvin soon met his acquaintances and was surrounded by them. I found the

dining area and got directly to seafood and hot dishes, neglecting cold food and drinks.

Who would be so stupid as to come here and eat cold dishes? I love seafood. I want to eat crab.

When I was holding a trap to pick up crabs, a voice of exasperation sound, “Fox!"

What a familiar name.

I turned around and saw Elena standing in front of me.

She wore the exact same dress, the exact same earrings, the exact same heels, and even the exact

same handbag.

Before I could understand what was going on, Elena slapped on my face.

I failed to dodge, and the slap hit me firmly in the face. Her fingernail was very long and sharp, which

cut my face and made me hurt.

She tried to hit me again, but was stopped by me holding her hand.

My face hurt, but I can't care now.

"Miss Elena, what are you doing?" I asked her in pain.

"Fox! You fox!" Elena shrieked with rage, “Calvin invited me to this cocktail party. What are you doing

here dressed exactly like me?"

Calvin invited her to join us?

Subconsciously I turned my head and saw him on one side of the room.

He lifted his glass, raised it in my direction, and drank it down.

My face burned and I understood at once.

I was blank in mind.

He told me to drive Elena away and gave me the job.

Then he took me to a dinner, where I met Daniel.

He bought me clothes, bags, shoes, jewelry, and took me to a party in the evening.

But he also bought exactly the same things for Elena.

He invited Elena and knew she would embarrass me.

I sneered and took my step back, and then took a piece of cake and threw it at Elena.

She screamed and looked down at the mess on her chest, pointing at me.

She loved to be pretty, so she did not entwine with me, ran into the bathroom clutching the chest.

I left quickly by the back door of the venue.

I thought I was clever, but in the end I was fooled by Calvin.

He had been messing with me with no intention of giving me a job.

He used Elena to humiliate me and make me quit.

However, I know how to deal with Elena, so before she made me embarrassed, I got away with it.

I went to the hospital to have my face checked. Her nails were painted with nail polish, and I was afraid

that I might get infected by chemical.

I would probably have to fend for myself for the rest of my life, so a pretty face was still useful to me.

I went to the emergency. The doctor gave me the medicine, and then told me nothing was serious, the

wound was not deep, and I should take rest these days, as well as it won’t get scar.

The wound was not deep, but it was long.