Milan sat beside her, quietly observing everything.

No flashy makeup, but gradually, on that woman's face, almost Ashley's silhouette appeared... Very strange, he still remembered Ashley's silhouette that year, three years apart, Gina's silhouette, he no longer vaguely remembered, but the silhouette of this woman when she confessed, her silhouette when she was angry, her silhouette when she was arrogant, even her random chaotic silhouette... until now, he still remembered clearly.


She listened to the stylist's opinion and had to change into a white dress.

"Wait." Beside, Milan indifferently opened his mouth, Ashley turned to look, and the stylist also looked at him, Milan moved his steps, and walked to the clothes rack that he had just brought into the office with the stylist, his eyes glanced around the colorful clothes, suddenly reached out, from which he chose a set: "Wear this black one."

Ashley glanced at the long dress he was holding in his hand, she slowly reached out to take it.


Entering the break room next to the office, a moment later, the break room door quietly opened again, Milan turned around to look, his eyes filled with surprise… Not because of her appearance, but because of this black mermaid dress, when she wore it, it seemed like he had seen the image of her confessing to him in front of everyone when she was 18 years old.

There was a trace of excitement in his eyes that he did not feel, Ashley under this hot gaze, more comfortable, suddenly waved and said: "Let's go."


The car was driving on the road, but halfway, it entered an alley, the alley was not wide, just enough for a car to pass through.

After a while, it stopped in front of a handicraft workshop.

Milan leisurely got out of the car, walked around Ashley, and reached out his hand to pull the door: "Get out of the car."

"Mr. Milan, isn't the party venue Patterson's house?" Just got out of the car, Ashley slowly asked.

The man held her hand tightly, and walked forward: "Before the party, there is still an urgent matter to be resolved."

When Ashley entered this quiet handicraft workshop, she discovered that this was not an ordinary handicraft workshop.

Both sides displayed all kinds of jewelry, the quantity was not much, but each one had its style.

Although Ashley was a woman who had been in prison, she could erase her identity and past, but she could not erase Ashley's sharp eyes that her grandfather had trained her since she was young, this was the product of her upbringing since she was young.

"Why do you have time to come to my small shop?" A woman walked out from inside, her face seemed as deep as a Westerner, but also as harmonious as an Easterner, but her gentle and warm voice proved that the woman who walked out from inside was a mixed-race person.

Ashley silently observed this mixed-race person, this mixed-race person was also looking at her.

Milan did not answer this mixed-race person's unexpected question. Her name was Alice. Ashley looked away from Alice.

"Milan, who is she?" Alice asked suspiciously, her gaze swept across the two people's intertwined hands, and immediately, her light brown eyes froze.

Milan didn't pay attention to her, took out a piece of paper, a Parker pen, scribbled a few lines, and placed it on the quartz table beside him: "I remember you have a set of teardrop-shaped marble jewelry, I want to buy it."

Alice froze... Then looked down at the intertwined hands of him and Ashley, her eyes filled with confusion.

Then glanced at the check placed on the quartz table, her eyes narrowed, and immediately, she raised her head: "Milan, you are really a generous person." She turned around, and walked into the room, when she came out, she held a box in her hand.

Standing in front of Ashley, Alice smiled gently and said to Ashley: "You must take good care of it, this set of jewelry is extremely, extremely precious. Up until now, I have never thought of letting it fall into the hands of others." Her expression became gentler: "If the person who needs it is not Milan, then I will not take it out."

Ashley looked at Alice in front of her... Why did she feel that Alice had a hostile attitude towards her? And these words seemed to have another meaning.

An arm reached out from the side, took the box from Alice's hand, placed it on the quartz table beside her, took out a teardrop-shaped jade necklace, put it on her neck, pretended to be nothing, and said indifferently: "The necklace in this box was bought by me, then it will be hers, how she wants to wear it, how she wants to preserve it, how she wants to handle it, it's all her freedom. I won't interfere."

This sentence means: My woman, the things I buy for her, I won't interfere with how she handles the gifts I give, and it's not your turn to care.

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Ashley has been on IV for two days, her condition has improved a lot, and her body temperature has also gradually returned to normal.

Tonight, she looked at the pile of blankets and pillows under the bed, and her head ached, this person couldn't be chased away even if she chased him away, but she didn't know that after this person forgot everything, his face seemed to have been tempered even thicker, and he also knew that she wouldn't chase him away anymore, this person became more and more brazen and unreasonable, finding every way to stay in her room, even when he slept on the floor, he still smiled happily.

"Ashley, warm your feet."

This person was like the previous nights, running to her bed, taking the initiative to help her warm her feet.

Even though she coldly didn't let him see, it seemed like he couldn't see.

Her face was cold, letting someone skillfully warm her feet at the end of the bed, not because she didn't refuse, but rather, reality proved that after this person forgot everything, he became even more stubborn.

No matter how she rejected him, how much she said harsh words to him, in the end, she still couldn't escape from those hands, lifted her legs, and placed them on his knees.

She looked down, at the end of the bed, that person lowered his head, his hair naturally falling over his forehead, it was still the same face, but he was doing things that she couldn't explain.