Ashley no longer had any feelings for Raymond.
When she had come to know that he was seeing Lena, she had become sad and uncomfortable.
But she now knew that Raymond was just a passer-by in her life.
Ashley declared, "I think I have already made it clear. I have nothing to do with you now.
I don't know why you are under the illusion that you still hold a position in my heart even when I know what happened between you and Lena."
Ashley smiled and continued, "I take back what I said before. I found out that you never really understood me during the three years we were together."
Raymond began to explain, "Ashley, it's not like that. Please listen to me—"
Ashley raised a hand to stop him and said, "Let me finish.
I don't know what you think of Lena, but I believe she is really important to you. You wouldn't have believed her words without a second thought otherwise. Also, I hope you use your brain sometimes. Don't be fooled by a girl.
What's more, you said I was forced to marry my husband. Really? You really believed that? Let me tell you the truth. The reason why we got married to each other is exactly the opposite of what you said and believe.
I love him very much, and he loves me, too. So please don't jump to conclusions and judgment before you know anything about any matter. Or I will think that you are deliberately trying to destroy our marriage."
She then did something completely unexpected.
She walked up to Andrew and cupped his face as she looked into his dark eyes and gently kissed him.
Her bright gaze fluttered closed as
her heart pounded away within her, her sweaty palms grasping at Andrew.
Ashley wondered for a second if she had been too impulsive.
When Andrew noticed Ashley pulling away, his arms went tightly around her.
"Andrew?" Ashley said softly, her
bad. But he had warned his son not to do such stupid things and ruin their family.
As Francis emerged from the Cameleon Club, he looked upset. He loosened his tie as he sat in his car, noticing that his phone screen had lit up.
His wallpaper was the picture of a girl. She had dark, long hair that fell to her waist and looked at the camera like she was puzzled. She was wearing a blue dress with lotus-shaped sleeves.
Her eyes were wide as saucers and this made her look even more beautiful—an ethereal beauty that people could not get tired of looking at.
The girl was Ellie and Francis had taken the picture when he was in her home the last time. He had ended up setting this photo as his phone's wallpaper.
Slightly irritated, Francis changed the wallpaper to a landscape picture.
He gripped the steering wheel in his hand as he drove to a fancy place that looked like home to feasting and revelry.
He parked his car and casually threw the keys to the valet.
The guy was really careful with the keys, looking reverently at them and then at the car. Francis' car was valuable and he knew that he should take good care of it. Which meant that he couldn't be as casual in treating the car as Francis was.