"Aimee!" Francis shouted excitedly.

    Turning around, Aimee asked, "What''s wrong, Mr. Francis?"

    Many excuses flashed through Francis''s mind, but so many excuses came to his mouth and he didn''t know which one to use. Francis''s voice was a little nervous, "Well, if you are not in a hurry to go back, I want to have a private talk with you."

    In surprise, Aimee looked at Cleo to ask for her opinion, but Cleo turned her head away to avoid eye contact with Aimee. So Aimee had to turn around and face Mr. Francis alone. "Mr. Francis, what can I do for you?"

    "Nothing special. I just want to have a talk with you. Can you do me a favor, Aimee?"

    Since the man had said so, it was not appropriate for Aimee to refuse again and she then talk to her assistant. "Please send Cleo back first."

    "Then tell me when you will go home, and I''ll pick you up." The assistant said.

    "Don''t worry about sending Aimee home. I''ll send Aimee back myself later." Said Francis.

    With a polite smile, Aimee said, "Thank you, Mr. Francis." Then she said to her assistant, "You can have a rest after you go back. Don''t worry about me."

    "Okay."

    The night wind was as cool as water, and the business circle at night gradually fell asleep. There were only a few people scattered on the pedestrian street, and most of the lights in the several large commercial buildings had been extinguished, only the scattered grid was still bright.

    Francis and Aimee walked slowly on the pedestrian street, while the driver drove and followed the two from afar.

    "How many years have you been in the entertainment industry?"

    The man''s voice sounded quiet

    Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

    To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

    "As long as I''m alive, I''m still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

    She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

    Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

    ll movements and eyes...

    "…… I''m sorry. Did I say too much? Is it a little boring for you to listen to these things? " Francis said apologetically.

    "No." Shaking her head, Aimee said, "I can see that Mr. Francis is a very infatuated person."

    "But infatuation is not a good thing sometimes, just like you."

    "Me?" Aimee stopped and pointed at herself.

    Francis also stopped and looked at her intently under the dim streetlight. "I don''t know whether others can see it or not, but on the day of Jasper and Ashley''s wedding, I saw that you have been looking at Jasper all the time. You still can''t let him go, right?"

    Aimee''s heart missed a beat.

    Francis turned around and continued to walk forward, "I don''t know if you feel that your love is too deep, and you even feel a little hatred when you are in a trance. Sometimes when I saw that Ashley that I couldn''t get her, I couldn''t help thinking, ''Why don''t I let her suffer as much as I do? It''s fair, isn''t it?''

    Aimee''s heart was pounding. The man''s words stick to her own heart as if these words from him were her words.