Married at First Sight [On-Going]


    Paisley didn''t move. She smiled and said, "Mr. York, you''re upset. I was just joking."


    Evan replied coldly, "You insulted my girlfriend right in front of me, and I''m supposed to smile and thank you? Miss Hache, that wasn''t a joke. You don''t think Abby is better than you in any way. In fact, you''re not better than her in any way. That''s why you''re jealous. That''s why you resent her. And the moment you get a chance, you try to step on her. I''m not joking with you either. I don''t care what your real intentions are today-I''m not interested. I''m not interested in any woman other than Abby. Please leave. If you don''t, I''ll have security escort you out. And that would be embarrassing for you."


    Paisley''s smile slowly disappeared as she looked at Evan.


    Evan stared back, his expression cold, the disgust in his eyes obvious.


    Paisley''s pride took a hit. As a daughter of the Hache family, she wasn''t used to being treated like this. Even though her family wasn''t as powerful as the Du family, they were still wealthy and respected in Huyoniville.


    She might not have been as naturally beautiful as Abby, but after several stic surgeries, she believed she looked just as good. She had taken the initiative, made her feelings known, and even hinted at bing lovers-but Evan wouldn''t even give her a chance. His outright rejection stung.


    "Mr. York, I was wrong. I apologize," she said. "I shouldn''t have spoken poorly of Abby. I actually came here today to talk about a possible business coboration. The Hache family runs arge enterprise too. I thought there might be an opportunity for cooperation between our families. Maybe we can''t be lovers, but we could still be friends."


    Evan didn''t budge. "I won''t work with you, Miss Hache," he said. "You''re Abby''s biggest rival. I love Abby. Why would I work with someone who actively works against her? Yes, I''m a businessman and I care about profits, but when ites to choosing between business and Abby, I will always choose Abby. She means more to me than any business deal. And no-we are not, and will never be, friends. Please leave."


    He had only allowed Paisley into his office to get a good look at her, so he could recognize herter and steer clear of her in Huyoniville''s social circles. He wanted to make sure he never fell into any traps or was manipted.


    When it came to love, he had no room for mistakes. If he were unlucky enough to be tricked into something, he and Abby might never be together.


    He truly loved Abby. If he couldn''t marry her, he was prepared to remain single for the rest of his life.


    His parents had three sons. If he chose not to marry or have children, they''d still have grandchildren from his older and younger brothers. His parents would respect his choice.


    Of course, Evan was doing everything he could to win Abby''s heart. Being with


    the person he loved and spending his life with her-that was his deepest emotional wish.


    "Mr. York..." Paisley started to say.


    But Evan raised his hand and made a gesture toward the door.


    A clear signal for her to leave. If she didn''t go now, he''d have security throw her


    out.


    Paisley took a deep breath, furious inside, but still managed to keep herposure. She stood up and said politely, "Sorry to bother you, Mr. York. I''ll leave for now. I hope I can treat you to dinner another time. If you n to build your business in Huyoniville, it''s always better to have one more friend than one more enemy."


    With that, she picked up her bag, pulled her chair back, and left.