Veild Bride : Love From An Enigmatic Husband

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“Shall we also see the exhibition?” Charlotte looked at him.

Michael looked away and said, “No.” Then he turned around and walked out.

Why was his attitude so cold? Why didn’t he see the exhibition? They were already here now!

Looking at Michael’s back and then the two not far away, Charlotte finally followed Michael.

“You drive Jack’s car away. What should they do later?” Charlotte got on the passenger seat and asked.

Michael said while wearing the seat belt, “Your cousin is an adult. He’s the president of the Yancey Group. Can’t he handle this?”

After saying that, Michael started the car.

“Hey, you don’t look happy.” Charlotte guessed.

Michael ignored her words and said lightly, “I’ll take you back to the villa first.”

Charlotte frowned in confusion and looked outside the window, “Does Jack know Violet?”

“Don’t you read the news?” Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“What news?” Charlotte looked at him and said in surprise, “Is she a rumored girlfriend of Jack? I don’t read the news. I don’t!”

Michael looked at her and asked, “Mr. Yancey almost got married. Don’t you know about that?”

“I know.” Charlotte looked at him and blinked her beautiful eyes, “The wedding was messed up. That young lady said she didn’t want to marry Jack. What’s wrong?”

Michael looked at her again. “So do you read the news or not?”

“What do you mean?” Charlotte looked at Michael innocently, “Can you make it clear? I paid just a little attention to this. In fact, I don’t care whether he would get married or not. It’s normal for him to get married at his age, so I didn’t pay much attention.”

“Violet is the bride who refused him.” Michael even felt uncomfortable, but Jack forgave her and forgot this matter.

And Jack even had a relationship with her.

“What?” Charlotte was shocked and covered her mouth in disbelief. “Really?”

“You don’t have face blindness, do you?” This was the only thing Michael could think of. “They were always in the news together.”

Charlotte was silent for a while.

Michael looked at her while driving. “Did I guess right?” he thought.

“Shouldn’t Jack hate her?” Charlotte couldn’t understand, “Why does he seem to care about her so much?”.

Michael didn’t answer. He could feel that Jack cared about Violet too.

Charlotte asked again, “Does he like to be tortured? He likes this kind of girl who disobeys his order. Does he think she has a special personality?”

Michael was speechless.

“But I think Violet has a unique place. She is very brave! She seemed to hate thieves very much. She looked so serious just now. I felt that she had been angry all the time, but she was calm.” Charlotte said.

Michael ignored her.

“Then you should know Violet, too.” Charlotte asked him in a good mood, “How do you feel about her? Do you also like her?”

Looking ahead, Michael remembered the scene of saving Violet that night. He remembered every detail clearly, especially her hair, which had an attractive smell.

“What are you thinking? I’m talking to you.” Charlotte gazed at Michael and complained, “You’re so impolite!”

He still didn’t answer.

After a while, Charlotte asked again, “How are you? You had an upset stomach this morning. Are you feeling better now?” “Yeah, I’m feeling better now.”

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Charlotte thought Michael was a boring person. He was cool but didn’t talk much.

In the exhibition hall, Jack was dressed in a custom handmade suit. The tailoring showed his body shape and handsome features, making him the most dazzling person in the crowd.

“Look, isn’t that Mr. Yancey?”

“It’s Jack. Oh my G od! It’s really Jack! I met him at the charity party!”

“Why is he here?”

“My heart is already beating faster. I want to go up and talk to him.”

“Does he remember me? I’ve seen him.”

Some ladies with excellent family backgrounds also began to be obsessed with Jack. They were all eager to attract Jack’s attention and didn’t appreciate these costumes from famous designers.

Violet pretended that Jack didn’t exist. She enjoyed the exhibition alone and sometimes took photos.

Jack didn’t disturb her. He just guarded her like a prince, without intimate actions or words, which made those ladies think that he was coming alone.

The ladies wanted to chat up, but they hesitated as if they could only see Jack from a distance.

About an hour later, Jack, who was still with Violet, looked at her high heels and asked, “Are you tired?”

Violet came to her senses and looked at him, “Are you tired?”

“No, I’m not tired.” Jack smiled sincerely, “I’m worried about you.”

Violet looked at him instantly.

Jack was a little embarrassed as if worrying about her being tired was an ambiguous thing.

“Why are you staring at me like that?” He looked at her.

Violet smiled and then looked away. “You’ve been following me for so long. Were you only watching me or appreciating these clothes?”

“What do you think?” Jack said half in jest, “I watched both.”

Violet walked to the show window, “Who is your favorite designer?”

She finally found a topic to talk about with him. Jack was happy to share it, “Alyssa.”

Violet was slightly stunned, “Why?”

“She has a high requirement for color tone and saturation. Her works have souls.” Jack knew it well and said, “The overall modeling layer and texture are very good.”

“It seems that you know her a lot,” Violet said faintly.

Jack said, “To be honest, she is my favorite costume designer. Our company also does costume design. I really want to sign her, but…” He did not treat Violet as an outsider at all.

Violet was a little interested in this topic. She turned around and asked, “But what?”

“But she doesn’t plan to come to Rheinsville City for development, and she is not short of money, so I don’t know what can impress her.”

They looked at each other. Violet stopped looking at him, and something flashed in her mind.

“Interesting.” Violet thought.

In the show window in front of her, there was a set of women’s clothes designed by Alyssa, next to which was the designer’s profile where there was only one sentence. [Alyssa, a girl who weaves dreams with the thread of youth.]

On the contrary, there were a lot of introductions about designers in other works, such as the rewards they got, their educational backgrounds, and the representative works. They were introduced with a variety of titles.

Violet looked at this design and then turned to ask Jack, “This is her latest work. Do you have any unique understanding?” She wanted to hear it.

“It seems that you also like Alyssa.” Jack was happy to share. He looked at the show window, “The materials and colors of this cloth are excellent. The charm of the overall style depends on the choice of materials and reasonable colors. I always think that the same color applied to different fabrics will present different luster and visual effects.”

“If the full score is ten, how many points will you give to this design?” Violet wanted to know.