750. Chapter 750 I'm not going to leave tonight! 1
Once upon a time, that chic and open-minded Eric needed to drink to be brave when meeting a man?
Eric didn't know, but she knew that if she went to see him with the same mood as during the day, she would probably fall into the whirlpool of memories again, which would make her even more painful.
Endless.
When Eric walked out of the house, Edward's slender fingertips were gently brushing over every piece of clothing that she designed, patterned, and even sewed herself.
Neither of them spoke first. Edward just walked in the store and looked at him, as if he was looking very seriously. Looking at Edward like this, Eric was at a loss. What did this man want?
They have been separated for so many years, and each has their own life. What else does he want from himself?
Eric didn't understand, and didn't want to understand. After Marry left, she had been sitting on the sofa in the store. Edward didn't ask her, and she didn't speak. The two of them were in a deadlock in this deathly silence.
Watching the hour hand point to twelve o'clock, Eric finally couldn't hold on anymore, threw the magazine in his hand aside, looked at the man not far away and said: "Sir, have you finished shopping? We are closing.
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Eric's voice was definitely not pleasant, but Edward smiled after hearing it. He let go of a pink skirt in his hand and looked at Eric on the sofa. He didn't know if he had just taken a shower or because he was angry.
Her cheeks glowed with a beautiful pink color, like a newly blooming flower, which made his heart move just like it did many years ago.
"I thought you were planning not to talk to me all night." Edward's voice was not loud, but Eric's brows furrowed, he looked away, and said coldly: "Sir, if you don't go home,
Your wife will be worried, we are closing too, can you leave?"
The eviction order had been given so obviously, but some people deliberately pretended not to understand, walked to the seat opposite Eric, and sat down. Edward took the pot of cold coffee and poured it into Eric's used coffee cup without anyone noticing.
Pour a glass.
He put it to his lips and took a sip. It turned out to be a strong Italian drink, which was her habit. He knew that she had deliberately lied to him during the day, but at the moment when he really confirmed it, he still couldn't hide the joy in his heart.
"Have you always lived in the store?" Edward spoke, completely ignoring everything Eric said before. Eric felt that this man was really as domineering as before, but she also felt tired and didn't want to argue with him, so she just picked a fight.
He raised his eyebrows and said nothing, which was considered acquiescence.
With this man's ability, how could he not know such a trivial matter? Why did he deliberately ask himself like this?
She didn't want to think about it.
"Don't live here anymore." This is not a question, but an affirmative sentence, even with a somewhat commanding tone.
Eric wants to laugh. They don't have any relationship now. Even if they insist on saying so, they are just friends with a weak relationship at most. In what capacity does he order himself?
"I'm sorry, Mr. Edward, it's not your turn to lecture me on these matters. Please tell me what you have to say clearly at once. Can you please leave as soon as you finish?"
