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Unmatched you

He is a noble prince from a wealthy family, and she is the cold and cunning third daughter of the White family. For many years, Lena White has been persistent, and every decision she makes is to be closer to him, but he has no idea. "Have a face, I will never marry you!" Their marriage begins with a game in which they have to marry each other. He was clearly planning to divorce and subsequently set a trap for her. Obviously, he said he would never love. He afterwards took her to see the sea of stars. "Mr. Blake, we are divorced," she reminded him. "Don't think I'm completely unrelated to you!" Mr. Blake made a risky move, pulling out the keyboard and tossing it to the ground while kneeling and screaming, "Honey, I'm wrong!" It took her six years to transform herself into his preferred style. He felt there was no one on the planet who could interfere with his emotions, yet she still messed with him when she turned around.
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Chapter 7

There was no doubt that his words were a little ambiguous, but he couldn't bear Lena's hesitation, she said, "yes, I want..."

"Ahhh!"

What are they talking about?

Sara felt that she shouldn't appear here.

She wanted to make friends with him, but she didn't expect that she was the one who looked embarrassing?

However, the two men completely ignored her existence and only stared at each other affectionately

When his four eyes met, Robert felt that something was different.

Robert never sympathized with his rivals in business. But at the same time, he looked at the Lena White in his eyes, as if stars could suck him in.

The man seemed to want to compensate her. Although he looked casual, he made a decision directly.

"It's not a big deal. I'll leave it to you!"

When he made a concession, Sara 's heart trembled. "Mr. Blake ..."

Robert glanced at her and asked, "Are you not willing?"

Sara didn't dare to refute, "no, no... no... No."

Hearing that, Lena felt a little relieved, but there was a touch of invisible bitterness in her eyes.

She said that on purpose. She wanted to trap Robert, but she didn't expect him to really take the bait.

As long as they divorced, how could he be so "human" to her?

Hearing that, Lena lowered her head and bit her lower lip. Perhaps it was because she felt sorry for the years she had missed, or because she was disappointed at her present situation.

But since she couldn't get him, she would like to get some benefits!

Hearing that, Lena took the initiative to thank him, "thank you. I'm looking forward to this cooperation!"

After saying that, she smiled at Sara , "Director Sara shall we sign the contract now or talk about it another day?"

Another day?

Even if she wanted another day, she wouldn't dare to defy Robert!

Besides, Lena even called him husband. Anyway, they were a family. Forget it, forget it

Sara said, "I'll ask my assistant to bring the contract here. We'll sign it later!"

"Okay..."

Hearing that, Lena smiled. She glanced at Robert from the corner of her eyes and found that he didn't have much reaction. She breathed a sigh of relief.

In case he would go back on his word, Lena signed the contract directly after she talked with Sister Anna on the phone.

But he didn't go far until Sara left.

"On purpose?" Robert stood still, a head taller than her.

"What do you mean?" Hearing that, Lena White pretended that she didn't understand what he meant. "I just happened to meet him. This show is a compensation for divorce. Thank you for your magnanimity, Mr. Blake ."

And it seemed that she didn't care about anything.

One sentence could make a clear distinction between the two.

Robert opened his mouth and wanted to ask what had happened at the racecourse last time. However, Lena didn't give him the chance. She smiled, lifted the hemline of her dress and said goodbye to him before leaving.

The fiery red evening dress with a slender back was fading away.

Robert felt more and more uncomfortable.

Once upon a time, it was only Lena who watched his back fading away

When he arrived home, he took a cold shower to calm himself down.

There was something wrong with him now!

If it was in the past, how could he allow that woman to play tricks in front of him? But today at the banquet, he knew that Lena deliberately used him to expose the identity of the two in front of Sara , but he cooperated with her performance.

Was she crazy?

In the past, he was rational and calm, and even when mountain collapsed in front of him, he would not blink his eyes.

But since that woman came back, he had become strange.

It was all that woman. It was her

He felt suffocated. When he came out of the bathroom and caught a glimpse of the light at the foot of the bed, he suddenly paused.

It seemed that she fell into the bed by accident in the most difficult place to find it. If it weren't for the reflection of the crystal light, no one would have noticed it.

Robert reached out and picked up a sapphire earring.

It looked familiar!

Male chauvinist usually didn't notice this little thing in his sight, but he could clearly recognize that it was he who gave it to Fiona.

It wasn't worth much. He gave her a 20 year old birthday gift perfunctorily, and because it was picked by himself, he had a little impression.

Did... Did she fall here that night?

Robert still remembered the imposing manner when she returned his belongings the second morning. He was a little angry and didn't care what she had returned to him

The man's eyes twinkled, and he began to look through the boxes and things she left.

Everything was there except for the earring

They divorced, broke up, and it was over. She returned everything to him, only leaving a pair of valueless earrings. But she had lost one here?

Intentional? Unintentional?

Robert was at a loss for words. He lay back on the bed, his fingers shining with the blue light that had extinguished.

The man squinted and looked at the inconspicuous ear ring through the reflection of the crystal light. The ear needle was smooth and there were traces of repeated wearing.

Without any stains, it could be seen that she was taking good care of it and cherished it very much

Why do you like these earrings so much?

Or did she like it because he sent her this?

When this thought came to his mind, even Robert himself was shocked. Why did he keep thinking about this woman?

He clenched her hands.

Then he sat up and quickly picked up his phone to look for Lena's number in the phone book.

Five minutes later

No?

He didn't know Lena's phone number?

She had deleted it before.

Six years ago, he deleted her number every time. A few days later, her phone number would still be secretly saved in his own phone.

Later, he locked the password of her phone, so she couldn't save her number secretly, so she called him or sent messages every day.

Therefore, even if Robert didn't save her number, her phone number would always be displayed in his contact.

But after she went abroad, he was completely blacklisted!

As if he was suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder, Robert suddenly wanted to ask someone for her number.

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