Yolanda Taylor hadn’t been back to Oman City in half a year, and she had thought that if she came back again, everything would settle down, but she hadn’t realized that this time she had come back because something had happened to Dika Rothstein.
Quentin came back soon, “Miss Taylor, let’s go over to the police station now.”
“Okay.”
She came over in a hurry, so she only packed two sets of clothes, her suitcase was empty, Quentin wanted to help, Yolanda Taylor didn’t insist, and directly let him drag the suitcase over.
The car was parked in front of the police station, it was already a little dark, Oman City’s winter is rainy, today is a rare day without rain, but the weather is gray, can’t see the sun’s day is very cold.
These overcast weather is even more unbearable than the dry cold of Borden City, Quentin looked back at her, “Miss Taylor, you wait in the car for a while, I’ll go pick up Godfather of Dika.”
“Good.”
She didn’t know any of the formalities of these things anyway, and going in there wouldn’t help much.
Quentin nodded and pushed the door open to get out of the car.
It was getting darker and darker, and with the heater on inside the car, Yolanda Taylor didn’t feel cold.
Time passed by, and she looked down at the clock several times until fifteen minutes later, when she saw two men looming over the door of the precinct.
Yolanda Taylor pushed open the car door, and soon the two men, Quentin and Dika Rothstein, had approached.
Dika Rothstein got into the car and inclined her head at her, frowning slightly, “What brings you over?”
“Just happened to hear that something happened to you.”
“Little thing.”
He raised an eyebrow, but the weariness on his face was obvious.
Yolanda Taylor pursed her lips for a second and was just about to open her mouth to ask Dika Rothstein about it when he’d already changed the subject, “What would you like to eat for dinner?”
He obviously didn’t want to talk about this one, Yolanda Taylor looked down at her phone, “The usual place, it’s been a while.”
“Good.”
Dika Rothstein answered and looked up at the driver and Quentin in front of her, “Zambili Western Restaurant.”
It was full dark outside and Yolanda Taylor inclined her head out the car window, thinking about what to say.
Within twenty minutes, the car pulled up in front of the Zambili Western Restaurant.
Dika Rothstein got out of the car first and Quentin came over and opened the door for her, “Miss Taylor.”
“Thanks.”
The two had been regulars at Zambili Western Restaurant for the past three years, except that Dika Rothstein hardly ever came in after Yolanda Taylor went back to Borden City.
The manager was surprised to hear that Dika Rothstein was coming, and personally came out to greet her, his eyes falling on Yolanda Taylor, “And this is, Miss Taylor?”
Yolanda Taylor smiled lightly, “It’s me, Manager Hunter.”
“It’s been a long time, Miss Taylor is really getting better looking, I almost didn’t recognize her at a glance just now!”
Manager Hunter has a sweet mouth, Yolanda Taylor is used to it, she smiled a little, “Manager Hunter is getting better at complimenting people too.”
The three of them talked and laughed as they reached the door to the booth, Manager Hunter pushed it open for them, Dika Rothstein took off her jacket and hung it up, taking her seat and looking at her with a sideways glance, “Taste the new dishes?”
Yolanda Taylor shook her head, “Just serve the same as before.”
“All right, Miss Taylor is really a nostalgic person!”
Yolanda Taylor glanced at Manager Hunter, who took the menu and exited with a smile.
Dika Rothstein was left with her inside the box, and she looked down at her cell phone, “Dika, this time around-” “Gwen Fox told you, right? ”
Dika Rothstein intercepted before she could finish her sentence.
Yolanda Taylor was stunned for a moment, she looked down and pursed her lips, not admitting it, but not denying it either.
Dika Rothstein tilted her head back and poured a cup of hot tea before speaking, “It seems that what’s been rumored on the internet is true, you really did get a marriage license with him.”
Yolanda Taylor had known Dika Rothstein for so many years, and the two had been together from time to time during the three years or so of amnesia, and as soon as she heard him say that, she could hear the anger that Dika Rothstein was suppressing.
“Things aren’t that simple between him and me.”
Dika Rothstein snorted coldly, “What does he want this time?”
With that, he placed the teacup in his hand down hard on the tabletop, “Whatever he wants, you don’t have to care about him, I know in my heart about this one.”
Yolanda Taylor didn’t answer, she looked up at him, “I’m sorry.”
“Sorry for what?”
Dika Rothstein raised an eyebrow, “This matter has nothing to do with you, this is how it is in the mall, there are always people who like to use some underhanded tactics, this time it is me who took it lightly. It’s not the first time I’ve been out, I won’t let him get what he wants.”
Yolanda Taylor at most can only be regarded as half of the people in the business world, these things she has not encountered, even if she has encountered, the degree of severity will not be like Dika Rothstein and their like, actually also involved in the law, so she is not very clear about this matter in the end how serious.
Just looking at Dika Rothstein’s expression, this matter is very tricky is certain.
“So what’s your plan?” “Waiting for the police, what I didn’t do, I don’t believe it can still be planted on my head!” He snorted coldly, his eyes looking at the teacup in front of him very cold.
Dika Rothstein didn’t want to talk about it, “Is that really all you and Primo Jones have?”
“Or what?”
After making so much noise, the impact has been so great, it is naturally impossible for two people to get married again.
What’s more, she was now legally married to Gwen Fox, who would not voluntarily divorce him.
Yolanda Taylor was mentally prepared to pull the plug on him for a few years, and in that case, why drag another innocent person down with her.
Dika Rothstein looked at her for a moment, “Why did you choose to marry Primo Jones in the first place?”
With that, he paused and added, “Don’t tell me that you fell head over heels in love with him after knowing him for three months, I can see that you don’t love him and he doesn’t love you.”
He’d seen the look in her eyes when she loved someone, so it was clear she didn’t love Primo Jones.
Probably the only person who thought Yolanda Taylor really loved Primo Jones was that stupid Gwen Fox, but inside relationships, most people were stupid, and who wasn’t? Yolanda Taylor pursed her lips, this question, she didn’t want to answer, “Older, there is no such thing as love or not love, it’s just right.”
“If you don’t say it, I won’t force you.” He knows that Yolanda Taylor looks gentle and weak, in fact, very stubborn, but where she decides things, no one can ever change.
Yolanda Taylor in January a lot of things to be busy, she this time over just to confirm that Dika Rothstein is really happened to things, but he did not say, she can not force, just to see the person, she also knows that this time things think is not simple.
After spending the night in Oman City, she flew back to Borden City the next day.
Just coming out of the airport, Yolanda Taylor saw Gwen Fox in a long black coat.
Seeing her, he lifted his leg and walked straight over, “Cold?”
He reached out to drag her by her suitcase, and Yolanda Taylor stopped with a pull of her hand to the side, “I’m not having a wedding with you.”