You Complete Me novel (Skylar and Coralie)

Chapter 62

After eating dinner at home, Coralie Chariott took the initiative to clean up. Then she went back to her

room to sleep.

However, after tossing and turning, she couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard she tried. She kept

thinking about Skylar Holland, his past and his present. At this moment, she really believed that this

man didn't belong to her anymore.

Or, maybe he never belonged to her at all.

Finally, she fell asleep late at night. Suddenly, her phone rang.

"Hello..."

Coralie answered the phone in a daze.

She heard his slightly hoarse and angry voice from the other end of the phone. "Coralie, aren't you

coming back today?"

Coralie was instantly wide awake. Looking at the phone number on the screen, she remembered that

she didn't tell Skylar that she would not be going back to his place today. She only told Hera Jean that

she would be home for dinner today.

She thought that he wouldn't mind.

"Didn't Valerie Rae come back today? I thought she would live there..."

"Do you want her to come over and live here?"

"I..."

"Got it!"

Without waiting for Coralie to finish her words, Skylar hung up the phone without saying anything.

Looking at the phone, it was already 3: 03 a.m. Coralie's heart skipped a beat, and she decided to face

her desires straight on.

Coralie put on her clothes. She was going to tell Skylar that she did not want Valerie to live there!

She went out in the middle of the night, and there was no taxi on the road at all. She had to run in the

direction of Skylar's home!

But Golden Town was too far away, she ran for an hour before a private car gave her a ride and

dropped her off only two blocks from Golden Town.

Coralie thanked him profusely and continued to run wildly.

At this time, there was only one thought in her mind. She wanted to tell Skylar how she felt.

She wanted to tell him, that she liked him!

Even if she was rejected, she would have no regrets.

She was still hoping for something. Skylar had called her at 3 o'clock in the middle of the night. Maybe

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When Coralie arrived at the entrance of Skylar's villa, it was already half past four in the morning. It

was October, and the sky was still completely dark.

She stood at the door and tried to adjust her breath. When she put her right index finger on the

fingerprint scanner at the door...

"Dee-dee-dee-dee."

The sound seemed different.

Coralie lowered her head and saw that the indicator light on the door lock did not turn green as before,

but red.

She was stunned for a moment and put her finger on it again.

"Dee-dee-dee-dee."

The same sound again.

Coralie looked at the red indicator under the fingerprint board and then looked around to make sure

that she didn't go to the wrong house...

She woke up from her illusions.

Her fingerprints were removed. This probably meant that the hostess of the house had already been

changed.

Coralie stepped back slowly. Looking at her fingerprints, she suddenly felt that she was being

ridiculous.

How could she even dream that Skylar would care for her? As she thought of this, she wondered why

he would care for her. She didn't know what qualities she had that he would recall fondly.

After having sex with her that day, he had gone to the bar to look for other women the next day. She

was afraid that her skills were so bad that she did not satisfy him.

She quietly turned around and left.

However, not long after she left, Skylar, who had heard some unusual movements at the door, came

down from the bedroom and opened the door. Looking at the empty door, he felt confused...

......

After that day, Coralie made an appointment with Xenia Lowell. She told her briefly about what had

happened between Skylar and herself. Then, she never mentioned Skylar's name again.

At home, Wayne Chariott seemed to have noticed something so he did not mention anything about

Skylar.

Coralie went to work punctually every day, as if Skylar had never existed in her life.

Until the day of November 19th.

It was Friday that day. At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, as soon as everyone finished the meeting, Coralie

came out of the meeting room and noticed Skylar standing in the corridor.

She felt a bit sad.

She acted as if she did not notice him and tried to walk past him.

But as she quickly passed Skylar, her arm was yanked violently, and the man's deep, indignant voice

entered her ears, "Coralie, how could you be so heartless?"

His words caused Coralie to feel a little confused.

"I don't know what President Holland is talking about."

She lowered her head and tried her best to control her emotions. Who was the heartless one?

Even if he wanted to kick her out, he did not have to remove her fingerprints from the lock immediately

after Valerie returned.

If Skylar did this, and she still decided to continue pestering him, it would be shameless of her.

"Don't you understand? Coralie, tell me, as my wife, you haven't been home for nearly one month.

What do you want to do?"

They had a quarrel in the corridor.

As the colleagues around them knew of their relationship, they thought that it was a quarrel between

husband and wife, so they avoided them quickly.

"Did President Holland forget that our relationship is just contractual? Also, our contract will expire in

less than ten months."

Coralie was telling Skylar this, and she was reminding herself at the same time.

Hearing her words, Skylar's handsome face was completely cold. He grabbed Coralie's arm and said

fiercely, "Since you understand that we still have a contract, you should go and change clothes now

and fulfill your duty as my wife tonight!"

"What do you mean by this?"

Coralie looked up at Skylar.

"It's my birthday, and I have a banquet tonight. As Mrs. Holland, shouldn't you attend this banquet?"

Skylar stared at her with his eyes full of hatred. "Mrs. Holland, have you forgotten my birthday?"

The company's heater was turned on, but when Skylar said this, Coralie felt that the temperature

around her dropped suddenly, as if she had plunged into a cellar filled with ice.

Of course, she remembered Skylar's birthday.

When Skylar had told her about his birthday back in college, she had always remembered the date.

She had never forgotten his birthday.

After Skylar had met Coralie, she accompanied him for all of his birthdays in college. She still

remembered that the wishes that Skylar had made at that time all had something to do with her.

However, under these circumstances, Coralie never thought that she would be qualified to celebrate

Skylar's birthday.

She looked at him, wiped off the expression of sadness from her face, and pretended to be

enlightened. "President Holland, if you hadn't told me, I really did forget about this."

She wanted to hurt him, but Coralie didn't understand why her heart hurt so much.

He tightened his hand gradually as he held Coralie's arm, and his eyes were full of hatred. "Coralie, I

wished I'd never known you !"

"I feel the same way too."

Coralie did not show any signs of weakness.

No matter how much pain she was in, she would not express it.