The waitress stopped and was about to reach out for the door handle, but she was suddenly sad.
She pursed her lips and didn't know what to say.
She must be careful not to see this man in the future
'If I continue to work here, I will probably meet him again. That means that I should quit my job here.'
If she resigned now, she would lose an enormous source of income. Although one would suffer a lot to work here... The salary was high.
And if the guest was generous enough, she could get a valuable tip after she was taken advantage of.
She couldn't help but reply the man who didn't look much older than her, "Okay, I promise, from now on, I will never appear in front of you again."
At this time, Mark who had been silent for a long time said first, "Little girl, don't be too sad. In fact, he is not good at that. Today he invited me to dinner so as to ask me to contact several specialized masters who are good at that."
He said it as if he told the truth, which made the waitress who dared not turn her head away speechlessly.
'Are you kidding me? The man at the head of the host chair, if he really has that disease, how could he be so generous to tell the truth?'
She didn't know how open-minded these big shots were. Anyway, she would never allow others to know too much, and everything had to be strangled in the cradle in advance.
Tristan answered coldly, "Get out."
The waitress was silent for a while, then she quickly turned the doorknob and left.
She didn't want to give up, but she could only hide her unwillingness in her heart and submit her resignation in the end. She didn't know what had happened, so she didn't want to make herself embarrassed.
After the woman with a good figure left, Mark said with a little jealousy, "You're really a spoony man. You can do this for that woman."
He knew what kind of person T
an had already spoken out this matter in person, which meant he was really uncomfortable. If he continued to mess up the situation, it would be really terrible.
"… I really don't know whether it's good or bad for you to be so persistent. " He put aside the cup as he said, "Tristan is really not suitable for you."
If that guy really had fallen in love with her, he would have married her. How could he wait till now?
Previously, he was well aware that the woman hidden in that man's heart had already become someone's wife, so he tried his best to bring them together.
He didn't have much hope of letting them be together in the end, but... The woman took it seriously.
"Whether he is suitable for me or not, it doesn't matter... Tristan, he is my dream."
It was a dream, not something else.
If she could be with him, if she could get him... She would have no regret in her life even if there was only a little love in it.
Oppressed by the heavy atmosphere, Mark was unable to breathe. After a long time, he said, "Both of you are mad."
The two mad persons were so similar that they couldn't be together.
Stubborn personality and appearance were quite well matched, however, without soul, they would never be together.