Love Together, Be With You Never

Chapter 49 Mr. Charles Was a Good Man

"Cheryl, what do you mean?" I asked, but Cheryl didn't want to say anything else. She only told me to

keep my distance from Mr. Charles and hurried back.

When I got home, I felt calm, which was a rare case. I played back the things that had happened in the

past few days and I found some level of clarity.

Marlon disdained me from the beginning, then ditched me, and set a big trap for me to jump into, all to

gain absolute control over me. I thought about it and smiled faintly. First, he felt threatened by Kieran

and didn't want him to touch me, whom he had owed before. In his words, he would rather destroy me

than let others have me. How selfish and cruel was that!

Second, he thought the same way as Kieran. They were men and mortal enemies.

At that thought, I found myself ridiculous. Marlon Group and Universal Group were archenemies, which

was obvious. So, naturally, Marlon and Kieran were, too.

Then I understood why I wasn't crippled when I first met Kieran, and he even showed his favor to me.

Besides, the first time Kieran brought me to a banquet, we met Marlon. I had a strange feeling then.

Now that I thought about it, it was the hatred I sensed between them. Kieran investigated me and found

out about my relationship with Marlon as well as with the Cornells. Then he decided to take advantage

of me.

I looked at the night outside the window and smiled softly. Kieran was right. It was my ignorance to

blame. Besides, he kept telling me not to thank him too early!

Kieran had cautioned me against him!

But I found it weird as to what good could I serve in Kieran's plan to harm Marlon, who hated me to the

gut. However, there was one thing Kieran was right about. If I wanted to get revenge on the Cornells,

there was no better choice than to be his girlfriend.

I took a deep breath and looked at the reflection on the window. "Rachael, from now on, don't trust

anyone ever again!"

It was getting late, but I had trouble sleeping. I didn't fall asleep until before dawn, but I was awakened

by the alarm. I quickly freshened up and went out.

"Ms. Cornell!" As soon as I opened the door, I saw Armand standing quietly outside my apartment.

"Armand?" Because this bodyguard of Kieran was handsome and his name was special, I couldn't

forget about him. Besides, he seemed to be pretty close to Kieran, which set him apart from the other

bodyguards.

"Ms. Cornell, the car is waiting for you downstairs!" Armand said.

"What car!" I was puzzled.

"Mr. Charles sent me to pick you up for work!" Armand explained.

I was shocked.

I quickly refused, "No need. I can take the bus!"

"Ms. Cornell, you are Mr. Charles' girlfriend now. It's not appropriate to take the bus, is it?"

I didn't know what to say.

I forced a smile and nodded, following Armand downstairs. Kieran said the show must be immaculate,

because we were the center of attention. A single mistake could give us away. I was touched by that

thought somehow.

I quickly shook my head. Rachael, Rachael, Kieran was not doing this for you, but for himself!

But when I noticed the car parked outside, I almost dropped my chin. I was living in a cheap bachelor

apartment, and the facilities there were all old. Now, an extended Bentley was waiting at the door.

People who went to work in the morning all stopped to take a look, taking out their phones to take

pictures. Even the gatekeeper stared at it with interest.

When I came out of the building with Armand, I felt shocked gaze coming at me. Especially when he

opened the door for me like a gentleman and invited me into it, I could feel people were goggling their

eyes out. The old man who often saw me go back to my apartment gaped at me, which was quite

amusing.

I didn't dare to linger, so I hastily got into the car to avoid the bystanders. All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

But I had to admit this luxury car was truly comfortable. For a moment, I felt I had been Cinderella

herself.

I was beyond thrilled.

"Ms. Cornell, you're in a good mood!" Armand, who was driving, suddenly said. I realized I was

simpering. Although I came from money, God knew I had never been in a luxury car before, and I was

not even a regular passenger in average cars.

"Sure, sure!" I quickly covered my embarrassment.

But I saw Armand was wearing a faint smile from the mirror. He and Kieran were handsome in different

ways. Kieran was bewitching with unforgettable evil charm, like an alluring demon. Marlon came off as

aloof, and his facial features were perfect and intimidating, striking fear into the heart. Armand's face

was pleasing to the eye. Although he was also somewhat nonchalant, no one would fear him just by

looking at him. He was comfortable and soothing to gaze at. I felt relaxed around him.

"Actually, Mr. Charles is a good man, but he doesn't know how to express his feelings!" Armand said.

I didn't know what to say. If Kieran was a good person, then this world would be flooded with goodness.

Armand seemed to have read my mind and said, "Ms. Cornell, I know you think he is cruel. No, he

might be a demon to you!"

I couldn't agree more with Armand. He was right. Kieran was an absolute demon in my heart, and he

was the worst of his kind!

"But Ms. Cornell, he is really not what you think. You will know if you spend more time with him!"

Spending more time with him? God knew I wanted to cut all ties with him! But I still put on a smile.

"Ms. Cornell, you probably don't know. Mr. Charles wouldn't get close to any woman before you. You

know how many women have a crush on him. And he still refuses them all!"

"Then he is into men!" I blurted out but immediately regretted it.

Armand put on some funny expressions and said seriously, "Of course not. I mean, before he met you,

he wouldn't do a lot of things. But now he actually asked me to pick you up! This is the first time!"

I wasn't listening to him. It occurred to me that when I first met Kieran, he ordered me to stay five

meters away from him, no matter when or where. However, as time passed by, such a compulsive

person would actually hug me.

Although, we were just acting.