On Monday, Borden City got its second big snowfall.
As soon as Yolanda Taylor woke up, she realized that there was snow drifting outside her window, and quite a few of the roofs of the houses were all covered by a blanket of white snowflakes, and the whole world looked like it was white.
She looked at the time, seven thirty, still early.
But Yolanda Taylor also knew that if Gwen Fox said she would be here at nine o’clock, she would be here at nine o’clock.
She got up and cleaned up already at eight-thirty, drank a bottle of Schwarzkopf and ate a piece of bread, and at eight-fifty, she went downstairs.
During office hours, the elevator was full of people.
She waited for two trips before she got there, and just as she got downstairs, Yolanda Taylor saw Gwen Fox standing by the access door.
He was wearing all black today, his dark gray scarf cutting his coldness, and a lot of people in and out subconsciously looked at him.
Yolanda Taylor lifted her leg and walked over to him, giving him just one look before following the crowd out.
Gwen Fox followed her, just not two steps before he was in front of her and leading her to the black Lincoln.
The car had just arrived at FG when Yolanda Taylor saw a bunch of press outside.
Yolanda Taylor subconsciously inclined her head to look at Gwen Fox, and coincidentally, he inclined his head to look at her.
The two people’s eyes collided and she turned away with cold eyes.
“Here we are.”
Yolanda Taylor got out of the car.
Just as she got out, Lewis came over and led the two inside.
Reporters not far away had been taking pictures, trying to get a step ahead and send them out, but with security guards surrounding them, they couldn’t get anything.
On the first floor of FG’s convention hall, the front five rows were almost full.
Yolanda Taylor stood at the backstage looking at the media coming in one after another, only feeling the irony.
Lewis on the side reminded the two of them that they could go out, Gwen Fox glanced at her and reached out to hold her hand, Yolanda Taylor dodged his hand, “Don’t touch me.”
He pursed his lips for a second and lifted his leg to walk out first.
The cameras on stage were all on the two of them at once, Yolanda Taylor took the microphone and stood there expressionless.
Lewis spoke on the sidelines, after ten seconds or so, Gwen Fox opened his mouth, “I asked all of you to come here today because I want to tell you a good news, the wedding of Yolanda Taylor and I will be held on the twenty-eighth of this month, and all of you in the media are welcome to attend at that time.”
Just after he finished speaking, the media under the stage threw over one question after another, the ones who just opened their mouths were more abashed, saying all words of blessing, it was not until later that someone mentioned Yolanda Taylor and Primo Jones.
At this time, I don’t know who asked a sentence: “President Fox, I see Miss Taylor from coming in to now, the face is not very good, she is really voluntary to marry you?”
This question really offended Gwen Fox, but that reporter didn’t know what kind of tendon was pumped up, after asking this question, he asked another embarrassing question: “President Fox, before Miss Taylor almost got married to President Jones, but on the eve of the wedding Miss Taylor disappeared. But on the eve of the wedding, Miss Taylor disappeared, some people speculate that she was taken away by you, some people speculate that she eloped with you, which one of these two statements is right?
Gwen Fox wanted to tell the whole world, but he forgot that Yolanda Taylor’s previous engagement with Primo Jones was also well known, and announcing the date of the wedding now would only lead to jokes.
Yolanda Taylor looked at him standing there with a cold face and couldn’t help but laugh a little.
A reporter saw her smile and directly pointed the question at her, “Miss Taylor, you just smiled a little, may I ask if you have something to say?”
Hearing the reporter’s words, Gwen Fox inclined her head and looked at her somberly.
Instead of answering that reporter’s question, Yolanda Taylor asked Gwen Fox, “Can this joke be over?”
Hearing her words, Gwen Fox’s face stiffened.
He looked to Lewis, “Lewis! You handle this!”
With that, he pulled her around and off the stage.
Back behind the curtain, Yolanda Taylor pivoted away from his hand, “Are you satisfied, Gwen Fox?”
He inclined his head at her for a moment as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing, “I’ll take you back.”
This time Yolanda Taylor didn’t refuse, there must have been quite a few press waiting for her outside as well.
The car re-parked under the apartment building, Yolanda Taylor unbuckled her seatbelt, this time, she didn’t just get out of the car like she did before, but inclined her head to look at him, “Gwen Fox, you think you can fool yourself and others with this? Don’t dream about it, what happened between us, I think those gossip reporters, remember it better than you do!”
As the words fell, she pushed open the car door and got out of the car.
Gwen Fox sat inside the car and watched her go inside the apartment, and then watched her enter the elevator, half a minute before he raised his hand to cover his face.
He hadn’t tried to fool himself, he’d just wanted to, to let everyone know that Yolanda Taylor was his wife.
Even though she didn’t care.
Yolanda Taylor and Gwen Fox to do wedding things quickly spread, earlier Gwen Fox came out to say Yolanda Taylor is already his legal wife, many people do not believe, now the two people together in the eyes of the media face, together announced the wedding day, do not believe people also have to believe.
Just this thing is really let a person feel incredible, Yolanda Taylor and Primo Jones engagement thing is just after more than three months, less than four months, that a wedding without a bride is also just after a month, now Yolanda Taylor and Gwen Fox license to get married, the plot is simply like riding a roller coaster, every second is a shock. It’s like a roller coaster ride, every second is a shock.
Yolanda Taylor had just finished cooking when she got a call from Primo Jones, who she hadn’t spoken to since that day.
Seeing his incoming call, Yolanda Taylor pressed the answer button, “Hey, it’s me, Yolanda Taylor.” “What’s going on?” Yolanda Taylor untied the apron on her body, “Something happened to Dika Rothstein.”
“Gwen Fox threatened you with this?”
“Uh-huh.”
Primo Jones on the other end of the line was silent for a moment, “Can I help you?”
“It’s not a good idea for you to get involved in this.”
She smiled coolly, “It’s okay, he’ll regret it, I’ll make him regret it.”
“What do you want to do?”
Yolanda Taylor pursed her lips for a second, “Let’s meet, Primo Jones.”
“Good.”
He answered dryly, and Yolanda Taylor made an appointment straight away.
After hanging up the phone, she looked at the already somewhat cold dish on the table, half stopping the rice cooker.
The announcement had just been made in the morning, and now it was all over the news.
Yolanda Taylor stood in front of the window, looking at the heavy snow on the roofs outside, a little lost in thought.
She remembered a lot of things, all about Gwen Fox.
When she first got together with Gwen Fox, she was sober enough and sensible enough to be a lover, but she never asked him what he wanted, and she wouldn’t say no to anything he gave her.
When exactly did it start to sink in?
Yolanda Taylor had forgotten, in the end she was young and always had fairy tale fantasies about love.
Just thinking about it, she had nothing left, nothing at all.