Yolanda Taylor went straight to a nearby western restaurant with her computer and laptop, and she ate while she watched the video footage.
During the time a man came over to talk to her, she was so immersed in those weddings that she didn’t even react when the other man sat down, and finally the man left resentfully.
She sat inside the restaurant for more than two hours and didn’t leave until after three or almost four in the afternoon.
Just after she came out of the western restaurant, Yolanda Taylor got a call from Gwen Fox.
“Something wrong?”
With her computer cradled in one hand and an umbrella to hold on to, it wasn’t very convenient for her to answer the phone at this time.
“I don’t have much to do this afternoon, so I’ll pick you up early for dinner?”
“Suit yourself.”
“Are you outside?”
“Uh-huh.”
Gwen Fox on the other end of the line was silent for a second, “Hang up first then.”
Yolanda Taylor responded nonchalantly and waited for about two seconds before Gwen Fox hung up the phone.
FG President’s Office.
Gwen Fox had just hung up the phone when there was a knock on the office door.
“Come in.”
Lewis huffed slightly when he heard the voice coming from inside before pushing the door open and lifting his leg to walk in, “President Fox.”
Gwen Fox didn’t say anything, just looked up at him.
“Those photos have all been deleted, and the internet is now unsearchable for the wife’s drug purchases.”
There was a lot of right and wrong with people.
Yolanda Taylor is not a star, but Yolanda Taylor is Mrs. Fox, Gwen Fox has always been stared at, he and Yolanda Taylor two people together five years ago, five years later married, which is even more people stare at.
This is not, today at noon Yolanda Taylor went to the drugstore to buy emergency contraceptive pills thing photographed, twelve o’clock on the Internet is all this news, all are saying that Yolanda Taylor is not willing to give Gwen Fox a child.
Lewis has always arranged someone to keep an eye on the internet about Yolanda Taylor and Gwen Fox, and he will let someone take the first step if there is a little bit of wind and grass.
Only this time before he could do it, Gwen Fox already knew about it first.
When he’d come in two hours ago, Gwen Fox’s face had been so eerily grim that it looked as if she wanted to swallow someone.
It wasn’t much better now, and Lewis stood there, his heart going up and down when he finished, deeply afraid that Gwen Fox would snap at this moment.
“Got it.”
Gwen Fox did not make an issue, he waved his hand and let Lewis out.
Lewis was like being pardoned, he quickly turned around and brought the door with him to go out.
Gwen Fox was left alone in the office, he glanced at the cigarettes on the desktop and wanted to smoke them, but remembered that he had resolved to quit smoking last night.
He raised his hand and threw the pack of cigarettes directly into the trash can, and then took his cell phone and looked at it for a while, only after a long time did he put his eyes back to the unfinished document.
Yolanda Taylor returned to the store with her computer in her arms, her cell phone vibrated, she looked down and found that it was a message from Heather.
She hadn’t spoken to Heather since that night at the bar.
Heather sent over a picture, and Yolanda Taylor clicked on it, only to realize that she had actually been photographed buying the drugs.
She couldn’t help but frown a little, it wasn’t that she was afraid that Gwen Fox would know about it, she just didn’t like the idea of such a private matter being put on the table to talk about.
She just exited the picture, Heather sent a text message over: Gwen Fox should be furious, now can’t search this news, Yolanda, you are more powerful than I thought.
Awesome? She couldn’t help but laugh a little and texted Heather back, I just don’t want to make the same mistake.
Heather didn’t send any more messages over, Yolanda Taylor put her phone on the desktop and turned her computer on, intending to copy some of the information she had initially put together onto a flash drive.
She habitually backed up because she’d suffered the consequences of not doing so before.
Just before five-thirty, Gwen Fox came over.
Yolanda Taylor heard CoCo’s words and gathered her things and got up to go out.
Gwen Fox didn’t go inside the store, he stood by his car with a black umbrella, and only lifted his leg when he saw her walk out.
“Cold?”
He reached out and touched her hand; it was cool.
Yolanda Taylor pulled her hand back, “It’s okay.”
She followed him out to the car, which drifted off the main road.
It had been raining all day and there was no telling when it would stop.
Yolanda Taylor inclined her head to the rain-soaked windows, the world outside blurring.
Gwen Fox, who was beside her, pulled her hand over suddenly, “Let me see your hand.”
Yolanda Taylor frowned and finally didn’t struggle.
The sleeve of the dress was pulled up, the line of bruises on the top of her arm was obvious, Gwen Fox frowned a little, “Does it hurt?”
He finished and helped her turn the dress back down.
“It’s okay.”
Okay.
Gwen Fox knew she wasn’t telling the truth, he’d pinched and swollen her before, when everyone was so in love that no one knew, it just hissed when she touched it afterwards.
Yolanda Taylor, although she looked delicate, but she was not a pretentious person, if it did not really hurt, she would not say.
The more he played companion heartedly afterward, it was just inevitable that there would always be some places where it would be, but they were light enough to go away in two or three days, and usually much fainter by the next day.
But the color of the bruise on her arm just now was very heavy, and just by looking at it, it was obvious that it really hurt.
“I’ll take you to the hot springs after dinner.”
“No need.”
She didn’t like going to public places like that, not because she was conservative in her thinking, but Yolanda Taylor didn’t like using a pool with other people, she felt dirty.
“It’s not public, I have a villa inside a spa lodge out in the countryside that has a pool.”
Yolanda Taylor inclined her head at him, “Hmm.”
She blushed lightly, she couldn’t say she liked it or didn’t like it, she just compromised.
There was nothing she could do to stop Gwen Fox from doing what she wanted to do, and even if she refused now, he could still get her there at the Spa Lodge after dinner.
Today is in the Golden Jade Hall to eat, Gwen Fox like to eat Golden Jade Hall dishes, they are together more than three years, go out to eat, ten times seven times is in the Golden Jade Hall to eat.
After dinner, the rain was still falling, and the car drove to the countryside just at seven o’clock.
I heard that this hot spring villa is the Perot family’s property, Yolanda Taylor came here once before, then it was arranged by Jerome Perot, she and Gwen Fox are living in the hotel, did not come over to this side of the villa area.
This side is a bit far from the city, it takes more than forty minutes to drive.
Tomorrow is not a weekend, so there are very few villas with lights on in the villa area.
The car soon stopped in front of a villa, the driver held up an umbrella and came to open the door.
Gwen Fox got out of the car first, and he stood in the doorway with his umbrella waiting for her to get out.
He hadn’t been this patient in the past, most of the time he’d gone in first and she’d caught up with him behind him on her own.
Yolanda Taylor couldn’t help but smile coolly at the thought of the past before lifting her leg and getting out of the car.