A circle of journalists listened to the confusion, what does this have to do with Darren’s backstabbing?
Darren on the stage smiled with a teasing meaning, what! You think I’m betraying my trust by divorcing you? Is that for me? So you still care about me?
Heidi was also completely confused as to what Catherine meant by this question and thought she was just trying to make trouble.
“Of course Yihan is not a backstabbing person, since I am with him I will not suspect him.” Heidi said with a pleasing look in her eyes, like a soldier taking credit from a general and looking at Darren.
“Not as long as it’s not.” Catherine looked at Darren with a slightly deeper meaning and said, turning her head directly and turning away.
Catherine looked at this party also do not know until what time will end, with her knowledge of this kind of thing, think it will also come to the evening, Catherine heart is very upset, simply also do not go to work, a person went to the hot pot restaurant.
She thought there was nothing a woman like her who loved food couldn’t solve with one hot pot, and if there was, then two.
It was a pleasure to sit in an air-conditioned hot pot restaurant in this hot weather. She vaguely remembered the last time she came here to eat hot pot with Darren, and now, I think Darren was having a good time with Heidi.
Darren doesn’t care about you at all, but you secretly think about people behind their backs, Catherine, you are really despicable ah.
Hum, do not want them, the more you think about it, the more annoying!
Catherine, alone and lonely, finished eating, after a full meal, not as happy as she thought, her heart is still resentful and low. She did not have to go to work, and she did not have to rush home, she thought why not go shopping, no matter what, can not suffer themselves, right?
Darren you don’t love me, I love myself.
Catherine and Darren after the hidden marriage, she has never been out shopping, are Darren find someone to send to their homes, this time she came out, as if back to the general university, and the boss bargain, eat roadside stalls, buy their favorite trinkets, like a cheerful little rabbit, shopping for a whole afternoon, to the evening, she returned home with a large bag.
She returned home to find no light, an empty room filled with darkness, and a twinge of sadness that if she hadn’t met Darren, what kind of life would she be living now? If she hadn’t met Darren, what would she be doing now? Finding someone she loves and living a happy life or shriveling up in a rented room by herself and struggling?
Who can say? But even if you live alone in misery, is it not better than now, alone and lonely in the face of the glorious but only their own home?
At least not so sad, watching, their husbands go out and have fun with other women, but no little way.
Catherine laughed at herself: “What kind of husband is he, we were just meant to lie to others, and only we would be foolish enough to fake it.”
She turned on the lights in the living room, threw all those things she bought on the couch in one go, and then cooked and bathed herself.
Catherine, slightly dainty in her pink pajamas after a shower, sits on the couch watching a Korean drama.
The movie drama is staged the third party to victimize the main plot, Catherine can not help but shed tears, the female lead so poor.
Instead, a voice jumped out of the heart, how she was pitiful. Do not you pity?
Catherine was stunned, countless images came to mind, Darren was hugging Heidi, sitting on the bed and kissing deeply and continuously; Darren was holding a soup spoon and feeding Heidi …
Catherine shook her head hard, droplets of water scattered in her undried hair, landing on the floor, and sweat seeping from the corners of her forehead as she stood up and walked to the bathroom again, rinsing her cheeks, hoping to clear her mind of some of the mess she was thinking about.
Catherine then dried her hair, went back to her bedroom, and started to change and try on her clothes in order to pass the time and wait for Darren to return.
Looking at myself in the mirror, looking a bit haggard, is my mind so bad now? Is it so easy to be influenced by Darren? What is he? He is just a philanderer, he doesn’t have the slightest feeling for you, why do you treat yourself like this?
Catherine a big scolding after, the heart of the dripping, the mood is much better, then fell on the bed, people in and Heidi love each other, you still wait for what wait, go to sleep.
Catherine covered herself with the blanket and closed her eyes, not knowing how long it took, and fell soundly asleep.
The sound of a car moving broke the quietness of the night, and a blinding light shot through the small courtyard where Catherine was, and Darren returned.
Originally he did not expect to return so late, just intend to wait for dinner after the first to leave, but encountered a few and their business partners, had to pull him to the bar, the hospitality is difficult, he had to agree to wait until the crowd broke up to this time.
Darren opened the door to his room and looked at Catherine, who had fallen asleep on the bed, and a wave of discontent rose up in his heart.
Catherine you really can ah, your husband went out to play with other women, you are still in the mood to sleep? You really have a big heart, don’t you? Or do you not care at all?
Darren walked towards the bed and had an urge to pull Catherine up, but in the end, he held back and looked at the sleeping Catherine and said drunkenly, “Catherine, I will make you fall in love with me, don’t believe me, let’s make a bet.”
Darren walked out, took a shower, then turned back in, collapsed next to Catherine, and fell asleep.
The next morning, Catherine opened her eyes hazily and smelled a faint smell of alcohol, huh? What’s with the smell of alcohol? Darren was here last night? Darren had already gotten up and gone to the office.
Catherine shook her head, whether he had been here or not, anyway, he does not care about me.
Catherine went to the office after cleaning up, and when she arrived she was scolded by the editor-in-chief.
“Catherine, look at what you’ve filmed! Will anyone read it? Look at the ones published by other magazines. I made it a point to tell you to shoot properly, and you ended up making a mess! Do you want to quit? Are you deliberately torturing me?”
Catherine knew that she had lost her mind yesterday, so many of the key points she did not shoot, hanging her head low and said with deep regret, “Editor-in-chief, I didn’t mean to do it, you punish me.”
Catherine is now in charge of Darren’s interview, if you fire her, this is not yellow? The editor-in-chief sighed and said helplessly, “OK, OK, I’ll give you another chance to interview the heir of the Jakovich Group, Alastair Jakovich, inside the three big families.”