Fit For Your Love

The servant served Everett and Cristina two cups of coffee. Cristina looked at Everett with a friendly smile.

"I'm glad you come to visit me today."

Everett took a sip of coffee and said, "Uncle hasn't come back yet?"

"Him? I would be grateful if he could come back on the day before New Year's Eve."

Cristina's face was filled with dislike when she said this.

But although she disliked, her eyes were indulgent.

Cristina was the director of a hospital in Capital City and a very powerful woman.

But speaking of it, every member of the Westons was outstanding.

Although Cristina was good, her husband was not. He was just an old-fashioned academic.

But marriage was an amazing thing that two different people might be a perfect match.

The two of them did not match in ability, but their personalities balanced each other.

After all these years, the two of them lived a relatively happy marriage.

Everett stopped talking.

Cristina looked at Everett and smiled a little brighter. "Are you coming back for the time being, or are you staying her for the New Year?"

Everett's relationship with his family was very bland, which did not mean that he had a bad relationship with his family, but that he had less contact with them.

The lack of contact caused a poor relationship.

In the past, he would appear at the New Year's Eve, or at the Wade's birthday party, or when he had something to do, or the days that Wade set for the family gatherings. It was rare to see Everett.

Not only did Cristina rarely see Everett, but Leona and Reid did.

Now that Everett came back so early and came to visit her, it was not too much for Cristina to say that the sun had risen from the west.

However, Cristina probably knew why Everett came to her.

"For the New Year."

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Cristina paused, then smiled and said, "That's great. Our whole family is really reunited this year."

Cristina smiled and a car drove in.

Cristina heard the sound and looked out the door. A white Range Rover stopped outside.

Cristina thought of something and looked at Everett.

Everett didn't seem to hear the car coming in. He sat on the sofa, picked up his coffee, and lowered his eyes.

Cristina sighed when she saw Everett's calm expression.

She didn't know anything else, but Everett didn't come to see her for no reason.

But for...

Cristina looked at the car door.

Olivia got out of the car. She was wearing a slim white woolen coat with a black sweater, and slim black jeans. Her long hair was awry. She looked tall and thin.

She didn't come in, but went to the trunk with Belle and took out the stuff.

When the two of them took out their stuff, Brayden drove the car to the garage and parked it.

Cristina looked back at Everett.

She didn't know when Everett was looking out.

And from the direction Everett was looking at, there was no surprise that he was looking at Olivia.

Seeing this, Cristina's heart suddenly became complicated.

Everett came to her because of Olivia. He knew she could feel it.

It was the most important thing. The most important thing was that he didn't want to avoid her from the beginning.

What did Everett want to do?

Cristina thought, standing up, and said, "Brayden and Olivia is back. It's rare for them to come back. I asked them to come home to have fun. It just so happens that you came to see me today. Just in time, we can have a nice chat."

Cristina said as she walked out.

"Belle, you're here!"

Cristina looked at Belle and Olivia coming in with their stuff.

Belle smiled and said, "Here we are, auntie."

Olivia called her, "Grandma."

"Hey!"

Cristina responded and said, "Come on in. Everett came to see me too. Let's have fun."

After Cristina said this, Olivia stopped.

The smile on Belle's face froze.

Everett?

Everett was here?

Belle looked in.

Her face turned pale.

The person sitting on the sofa was completely dark. He was sitting there with a coffee cup in his hand. Without any other movements, he made people feel a little scared.

Belle looked at Cristina with a forced smile. "Aunt, when did Everett come?"

Why didn't auntie tell them in advance? If she told them in advance, they wouldn't be coming.

Cristina saw what Belle was thinking and said, "A little earlier than you. Come in. It's cold outside."

She dragged Belle and Olivia in.

In fact, Cristina did weigh if she should tell Belle that Everett was here that time, but they avoided him this time. What about next time?

How about the New Year?

They couldn't hide forever.

Since they couldn't, then they should face him calmly.

Belle was pulled in by Cristina. She looked at Olivia. Olivia's expression was obviously not as calm as before.

However, although it was not that calm, it did not change much. It was just that she didn't smile.

Belle frowned and insisted on talking to her aunt later.

Olivia and Everett should avoid meeting each other.

After they went in, Brayden parked the car and went in.

As soon as he stepped into the hall, he saw Everett sitting on the sofa.

He stopped there, his face turning serious.

As if sensing his gaze, Everett looked over.

Their eyes met and the atmosphere changed.

Cristina saw Everett looking at Brayden, so did Brayden. Neither of them looked right. Cristina said quickly, "Everett, why are you standing there? Come in!" Brayden looked away and walked in.

Belle and Olivia were already on the sofa.

The two of them sat right across Everett.

When Brayden came over, Belle said, "You two sit together. I'll sit next to Everett."

Then she walked over and sat beside Everett.

Everett didn't say anything.

Drinking his coffee as usual, indifferent.

Cristina knew what Belle meant by that and smiled. "Of course."

Then she looked at Brayden and Olivia. "It's rare for us to get together. I'm happy to meet you today."

Brayden held Olivia's hand and looked at Cristina. "Well, we're happy too."

Brayden didn't have his typical smile on his face, and his expression was very faint.

He was obviously questioning why Everett was here, but they didn't know.

At a glance of Brayden's eyes, she knew that he was blaming her.

She sighed in her heart.

She thought it would be OK if Brayden and Olivia got married, but it wasn't.

There was a brief silence, and soon Belle said, "Everett, are you alone? Where's Melody?"

These words caused several eyes to fix on Everett.

Olivia was the only one who had not looked at Everett since she came in.

The servant made coffee and put it in front of Olivia, Brayden and Belle.

After Belle asked, the atmosphere quieted down again.

Everyone was waiting for Everett to answer.

After all, this was not an ordinary question.

It concerned the relationship between Everett and Melody.

Everett's thick eyelashes moved slightly, and his gaze fell on Olivia's face who lowered her head to drink coffee.