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Chapter 19: I Love You

    Chapter 19: I Love You


    After the fight, Alfred went out for a walk alone and unknowingly walked to the nearby square. At this


    time, it was still morning. There were sparse pedestrians in the street. A cold wind blew. Alfred


    shuddered. No matter how cold he was, he couldn''tpare it to the distress of his heart.


    He felt that he had never treated Carrie badly except for getting married. He even...


    Alfred suddenly raised his eyebrows, recalling thepletely different attitudes he held towards Carrie


    and Lauren. He began to wonder if it was worth it.


    "Haha, I didn''t expect you to be so funny!" A giggle disturbed Alfred''s contemtion. Hearing the


    sound, Alfred was taken aback. It sounded like that woman.


    Following the voice, he finally found the owner of the voice in front of a milk tea shop.


    She had a pink coat with a slender figure. She wore her long hair down. Everything of her resembled


    that person.


    Alfred couldn''t believe she woulde alive. He strode to the woman, blurting out the name lingering


    in his memory, "Lauren!"


    "Is someone calling me?" Lauren heard a voice when she took the ice cream and turned to look around


    doubtfully.


    Alfred stopped after shouting her name. He was dumbfounded when he saw the woman who looked


    exactly like Lauren turned to face him.


    "Ms. Jones?" Why did she appear here? Alfred hid to the side and looked at the people in front of him.


    It turned out to be the woman who trapped him yesterday. And there was a tall and broad man next to


    her.


    That woman seemed to be a little different today. Yesterday, she was an aloof businesswoman. Now


    she turned into a sweet girl, licking the bear-like ice cream in her hand and showing a contented smile.


    But she carelessly dropped the chocte on her clothes and stuck out her tongue embarrassedly,


    which made her look very cute.


    Alfred gazed at the woman in front of him and curved his lips unconsciously. When he realized that he


    didn''t hate her and even slightly liked this opponent, the girl in pink had already gone away.


    "Lauren, don''t go!" Alfred shouted subconsciously.


    "I always feel that someone is following us," Lauren said curiously, looking back but there was no one


    she knew. What a strange feeling!


    "Nobody is here. Lauren, we finally have a vacation when we can gather together! Let''s just have fun."


    Joshua Miller patted Lauren on the shoulder to ask her to rest assured.


    Lauren shrugged. Maybe it was because she worked so hard topete with the Kent Group during


    this period that it caused an auditory hallucination.


    "Don''t move—" Joshua suddenly approached Lauren. "You have chocte clung to your lips. Let me


    help you take it down."


    Lauren smiled after hearing that and let Joshua help her.


    It was a normal action, but Alfred felt quite depressed while watching this. He swallowed hard,


    restraining the desire to follow them.


    This was others'' matter, why bother? He let out a sigh and turned to walk back.


    After dawn, there were more people in the square. As several young couples passed by, Alfred


    suddenly felt a bit lonely.


    Alfred''s face remained solemn, but he had mixed feelings. "Forget it, Carrie was just being upset. I did


    neglect her these days."


    It would be fine if he coaxed her.


    Along the way, Alfred thought about what to say several times, finally decided to buy a bunch of flowers


    for Carrie, and then said those three words to her.


    After nning out, Alfred first went to thepany to swiftly deal with today''s affairs and then returned


    home early.


    In order to give Carrie a surprise, he moved very carefully, but when he got home, he was surprised by


    Carrie.


    At this time, Carrie was still wearing the pajamas she wore yesterday, hovering at the door of the


    house. She looked very anxious.


    "Is she waiting for me to go home?" Alfred guessed that Carrie regretted it after he left. She must be


    worried about him but she didn''t dare to call, so she waited at the door.


    Alfred was a bit moved. Then he walked towards Carrie with the delicate flowers in his hand.


    "I spent a huge amount of money hiring you. You must think of a useful trick to help me get back what I


    want!" Carrie deliberately lowered her voice before, but she supposed that Alfred would note back


    home at the moment, so she simply stopped covering.


    When Alfred approached, he realized that Carrie was talking on the phone. Seeing that she seemed


    very annoyed, he leaned against the wall to listen curiously.


    "Carrie, don''t worry, let me know Mr. Kent''s preferences and whereabouts first, and I will help you deal


    with it!" A sweet and coquettish voice came from the other end of the phone.


    Alfred frowned, wondering how Carrie would make such a friend. Originally, he was worried that Carrie


    would run into a liar, but the following conversation between them made Alfred instantly turn furious.


    "Man is a species that only relies on the lower body to think. As long as we give it a try, we can take


    them down. If you do as I said, you can certainly get him. By then, his property andpany will be


    yours!"


    The two women unscrupulously discussed how to obtain all of Alfred''s property. Carrieughed loudly.


    Alfred thought to himself, "Carrie, was this the ultimate purpose for you to marry me?"


    Alfred turned gloomy. He didn''t step forward to interrupt Carrie''s conjecture but silently walked away


    and threw the flower into the trash can.


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