Flash Marriage Makes A Perfect Match

When I left the bathroom and returned to the hallway, I saw another man at the table where Dita was sitting.

Even from a distance, Allyce recognises the man sitting there as Severo.

“What brings you here?” Allyce walked over and took a seat next to Severo.

Without speaking, Severo raised his hand and tapped the tabletop, and it was then that Allyce realised that a box of thermoses had been placed on the table.

Are you here to bring him the food?

Allyce’s face was covered in surprise and delight, but on second thoughts she couldn’t help but lean close to his ear and ask in a whisper, “Is it okay for you to go out like that?”

“What does it matter?” Severo turned his head, with her delicate face within arm’s reach, resisted the urge to kiss her and drew back a little without moving, “With you covering me, what am I afraid of!”

“…”

On reflection, however, it seems to be true.

She is now the owner of the LK Group and all of Severo’s assets have been transferred to her name, so Severo is now a pauper?

Dita stared at her phone silently, pretending not to hear the affectionate couple across the room.

“Well, go back to the office and eat.” Severo took the lead and stood up, looking back at Dita: “Don’t worry about Xabat, he’ll be back soon”.

Dita froze for a moment before replying, “Hmm”.

Severo’s words reassured her.

So the two of them left Dita behind and went back to the office.

…

As it was the midday break, there was not much going on in the company.

So the two headed for the office without meeting anyone.

Back in the office, Allyce starts eating.

Severo brought him a plate of meat and vegetables, plus soup, and it was no small ration.

It had been a long time since Allyce had eaten Severo’s food and she was already a little hungry so she ate it all.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

When Severo was packing the thermos, he laughed at her: “Next time you’ll need two boxes of thermoses.

Allyce curled up, too full to eat, she had to bend over.

“When are you coming to work? The seat she was sitting in was also Severo’s, the fruit of his years of struggle, and she wanted to give it back to him.

What I didn’t expect was for Severo to say “no” out of the blue.

Then, to Allyce’s astonished gaze, he added: “Think of it as keeping a white boy to keep me close.

Allyce twisted her head to look at him and reached up to pinch his face: “After New Year’s, you’ll be thirty, where do you get off calling a thirty-year-old man a bimbo?

Severo curved his lips and smiled deeply: “You don’t think I’m old? Then what? Not only am I old, but I have nothing? President Delahoz doesn’t see me”.

“What nonsense!” Allyce bristled, “Do the paperwork sometime and get back all those assets you have, it’s been exhausting.”

Allyce is not happy with what no one wants.

Sever o’s eyes deepened slightly, his face didn’t change much, but his voice sank slightly: “Don’t ever say such things again”.

Allyce heard the difference in his tone and was about to ask something else when Severo stood up and lifted her, “Come in and rest for a while.

Naturally, Allyce was glad to have a good meal and a good night’s sleep.

Severo went home and had nothing to do, so he slept with her.

Allyce soon fell asleep.

Severo, lying next to her, opened his eyes, got up and got out of bed, closed the door cautiously and went out of the living room, lit a cigarette and sat down on the sofa.

After taking a puff, he took out his phone and placed it on the coffee table, as if waiting for a message.

After a while, the telephone on the coffee table suddenly vibrated.

He picked up the phone and put it to his ear as soon as his long fingers crossed the connect button.

The person on the other end of the line sounded respectful: “Miss Betsalem is already on the plane”.

With that, he hung up the phone and handed it back.

He leaned back hard, a relieved expression on his face.

With Betsalem back in J, there will be no chance to say anything more in front of Allyce.

Betsalem says he has mental problems, that he also has psychological problems, but so what?

He seems normal now, and Allyce seems to love him as much as ever, except that in his presence she occasionally needs to contain the hostility in her heart.

There is nothing he cannot tolerate for his little woman’s sake, except that he really cannot tolerate her looking at other men, or caring about other men.

His face grew silent, his dark eyes indistinguishable from his emotions, and then he got up and walked out.

…

After leaving the LK building, Severo hailed a taxi and made two more connections with the bus.

A long detour was taken before finally reaching a newly developed villa area in City Effect.

The location and the design concept are not very good, so there are still few people living in the property.

Once inside the villa area, he walked inside on foot, and after almost half an hour, he did not meet a single person, which is a good indication of how cold this area of the villa is.

Finally, after arriving at the gate of a small villa, he stopped.

The entrance to the villa was unguarded, the gate was half open and the inner courtyard was still not cleaned of broken tiles and looked a bit untidy, not as if anyone lived there.

He pushed open the door and headed straight inside.

It crosses a deserted courtyard and then enters the lobby.

The room is very empty, with only the necessary sofas, tables and chairs, and not a single ornament.

He looked around the room and fixed his eyes on the wheelchair in front of the window.

The young man is half lying in a wheelchair with a blanket over his body.

Severo approached him and did not see him move, as if he were asleep.

He narrowed his eyes and shouted, “Gabrio”.

Yes, the man in the wheelchair is none other than Gabrio.

At the sound of Severo’s voice, he slowly opened his eyes, which had little lustre and were in a bad mood.

“I’m coming. The familiar tone of voice makes Severo approach not for the first time.

Severo had no expression on his face: “Where is your caretaker?”

“Gabrio said, flicking a switch somewhere on the wheelchair, and the back of the chair straightened.

Then he slid the wheelchair in the direction of the sofa.

Severo followed him and came over to take a seat on the sofa.

“What are you doing here today? Grizzi’s men should be in Cloud Cit by now, and it’s not wise to come here at this time of year”.

There is a kettle on the coffee table and Gabrio pours water for him as he talks.

Severo looked at Gabrio and said: “Marco knows I’m back in Cloud Cit, I moved back home yesterday.

Gabrio’s hand holding the mug twitched slightly, his thin face lost in thought for a moment, then he narrowed his eyes and set the mug down in his hand with a look of self-deprecation.

Only after a long while did he whisper: “Well, he must be very happy”.