Gwen Fox came over quickly and Yolanda Taylor looked at him, “Aren’t you going back?”
“I’m not doing anything.”
His brow was a little diffuse as he said this, his dark eyes looking straight at her.
“You’re interfering with my guests here.”
“Then I’ll help you entertain your guests, too.”
“Gwen Fox!”
Yolanda Taylor’s patience had always been good, but her good patience was always easily worn out in front of Gwen Fox’s eyes, as it was now.
“Dear, I just want to be close to you.”
“But I want to be far away from you.”
He had no way to retort, looking at her with a touch of hurt in his eyes.
Yolanda Taylor, however, wasn’t half as soft; the two of them were just upside down; once upon a time he could be that cruel, and now she could be that cruel.
“I’ll wait for you in the car, and we’ll go to dinner later.”
It was Gwen Fox’s last concession, and Yolanda Taylor knew it, and she said no more, nodding her head a little, “Uh-huh.”
So be it, as long as he stopped dangling in front of her eyes.
The two went out together, except that Yolanda Taylor went back to that deck while Gwen Fox went out inside the store.
Genk saw Gwen Fox leaving, and glanced at Yolanda Taylor, and hurriedly asked CoCo, “Did the boss and her husband have a fight?”
“Don’t know! Forget it, stop gossiping and serve the customers!”
Because of Yolanda Taylor’s birthday last time, the employees inside the studio had changed their views on Gwen Fox quite a bit.
However, this kind of thing is like a fish drinking water, cold and warm know for themselves.
They seem to think that Gwen Fox is in love with Yolanda Taylor, but the truth is, who can say.
Saturday to consult a lot of people, and next month in May, a lot of good days, a lot of people get married, April inside the store has not stopped, today is even more needless to say.
Yolanda Taylor didn’t sort of empty out until after six in the evening, a time when everyone went out to dinner, but there was another small rush by eight.
She was going to ask CoCo to buy a boxed lunch when she suddenly remembered that Gwen Fox was waiting for her outside.
Her hand on her cell phone gave a slight lurch, and after some thought, she got up and walked out.
On Saturdays, Gwen Fox’s car couldn’t be parked in front of the entrance, but around six o’clock he drove his car over this way.
It was already dark by then, and Yolanda Taylor had just gone out of the store when she saw Gwen Fox standing by her car.
It was still cold at night in Borden City in April, and he was wearing a khaki windbreaker, standing there in the Rolls Royce, attracting a lot of passers-by to look at him.
With his good looks and money, Gwen Fox really has what it takes to get people’s attention.
Yolanda Taylor raised her leg and walked over, “I have to be back here by eight.”
Gwen Fox reached out and touched her hand, “It’s a bit cold, get in the car first.” He moved too quickly, and by the time Yolanda Taylor reacted, Gwen Fox had already put her hand back and opened the car door.
Yolanda Taylor gave him a look and had to lean over to get in the car.
Gwen Fox didn’t take her far for dinner, but to a nearby western restaurant.
He dropped her back at seven-thirty, only the man didn’t leave either, “I’ll wait here for you.”
Yolanda Taylor was just getting out of the car when she heard him say this and took a step, “Suit yourself.”
The nightlife in Borden City was just getting started on Saturday, and with no work on Sunday, everyone splurged on Saturday with abandon.
Yolanda Taylor was busy until after ten when she was free, and when she came out from inside the store, there were still quite a few couples and youngsters on the street.
Gwen Fox’s car was still there, nearly three hours later, and he was inside it, wondering what the hell he was thinking.
On the way back, both of them didn’t say anything.
It wasn’t until they reached the villa and the car drove in that Gwen Fox spoke, “I don’t think we took wedding pictures.”
Hearing his words, Yolanda Taylor inclined her head to look at him, “Taking wedding pictures let you continue to fool yourself?”
“I asked Lewis to contact someone, I heard that there are a lot of people taking wedding photos lately, and the weather isn’t particularly cold or hot, so it’s not that aggravating at this time of year.”
The car turned into the villa and he added as he drove into the garage, “If you can spare enough time, we can go to Universal for the pictures.”
“I don’t have that kind of time!”
Yolanda Taylor held her breath, and as soon as the car stopped, she was already out of the car and headed straight up to the third floor into the master bedroom.
The sound of water was already coming from the bathroom when Gwen Fox went up.
He looked at it and took his clothes and went to the third floor to take a shower inside the public bathroom.
When Yolanda Taylor came out, Gwen Fox had already finished showering and was sitting on the edge of the bed in her pajamas.
He looked down at the photo inside his cell phone, this one photo taken at noon today was probably the comfort in so many frustrations he had in the past few days.
It was probably only by looking at this picture and facing Yolanda Taylor that he was able to be a little more at ease.
She should still love him.
He thought that, as if he were fooling himself, and as if he were reassuring himself.
Yolanda Taylor didn’t know what he was thinking, she was a little tired today and wanted to sleep after her skincare.
In a daze, she was hugged, “I’m so sleepy, just leave me alone!”
Her words were tinged with a bit of annoyance as Gwen Fox turned off the light and held her with much less strength.
Sunday was busy for Yolanda Taylor as well, but thankfully, Gwen Fox finally didn’t stick around her store on Sunday like she did on Saturday.
Sunday night didn’t have to be so late, though, and Yolanda Taylor left the store around nine o’clock.
Not long after she returned to the villa, Miss Lydia from Saturday suddenly sent her a graphic.
Yolanda Taylor clicked on it and found a lot of pictures of their store and the weddings they had designed, and at the end of the post, there was a picture of her and Gwen Fox.
This Miss Lydia said to help her publicity, Yolanda Taylor thought just in the circle of friends to send a hair, I did not expect the other party so heart.
She was a little touched, and returned a thank you, intending to start conceptualizing Miss Lydia’s wedding in the next few days.
Yolanda Taylor put her cell phone away, got her clothes and went in to take a shower, and when she came out, Gwen Fox came out of her study as well.
“You seem to be in a good mood.”
“Uh-huh.” She answered and walked over to the dresser.
Gwen Fox watched her for a moment before going into the bathroom, and he hadn’t been in there long when Gwen Fox’s cell phone rang.
It rang once with no answer, then the phone vibrated.
Yolanda Taylor just happened to sit on the bed, that cell phone page lit up is a message, Lewis sent over: President Fox, program leaks have been found out, the specific has been sent to your mailbox, but …
The message display was limited, and that was all Yolanda Taylor could see.
She has never looked at his cell phone, before it was because she thought a man like Gwen Fox wouldn’t bother to lie to her, now she doesn’t care.
But this time, she picked up his cell phone, the password was her birthday, and she was in in a flash.
After seeing the full message, Yolanda Taylor couldn’t help but smile a little.
Checked out, ah, it was good to check out, she also wanted to see if Gwen Fox would try to kill her.