Chapter 219: Chapter 219: It’s A Familiar Smell
As Hicks was about to get out of the car, she hit her head on the roof, "Ouch, it hurts."
Pain shot through her as Hick’s rubbed her head. She started to weep softly, and tears welled in her eyes. Stuart stood outside the car, watching her every movement. His solemn gaze roved over her face, "You’re still the same."
Hicks spun around and looked at him, with a look of surprise on her face. As soon as Stuart realized what he just said, he instantly stopped talking. He took a deep breath to gather his thoughts and then said, "I don’t know why I said that, let’s go."
Stuart wasn’t sure where Hick’s lived, so he walked behind her as they went up the stairs. It was so dark that they could not see their way along the corridor. The only sound that could be heard was the echo of their footsteps.
Hicks wanted to talk to Stuart but was intimidated by his aura of power. Everything about him suggested power and control. Since she didn’t know what to say, she remained silent. Was it because of the gap between the well-off and less well-off?
The darkness immediately engulfed them, allowing their eyes to become accustomed to the blackness. Hicks couldn’t help but feel grateful that Stuart was there. They were not far apart, so she could hear his footsteps. They were supposed to be close, but she felt farther and farther away.
A lot of thoughts ran through Hick’s mind, "No matter how long the road was, it is almost time, and we will soon be at my apartment. Then there would be no reason for this man to stay or even to come to see me again."
With Hicks’s mind being distracted, she suddenly twisted her foot and started to fall backward, "Ah, oh no! "
With a gasp of pure horror, Hicks tried to grab the railing. Her voice reverberated through the empty corridor. Suddenly she felt a hand grip her shoulder. Stuart held her firmly and stopped her from falling. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
Any other man would have taken advantage of her at this moment, but not him. He was a real gentleman. The thought flashed through her mind. Then Hicks stood up and quickly turned around to look at him, "Thank you, Mr. Yates, I’m sorry if I startled you."
"Be careful," his tone sounded concerned. Because of the darkness, Hicks could not see Stuart’s expression on his face, but his voice was deep and mellow. His speech had a soothing and comforting quality that made her feel good. ƒreewebɳovel.com
They had finally arrived at Hick’s apartment, and she wanted to invite Stuart in but was reluctant to do so. She hid her sadness with a sweet smile and said, "Mr. Yates, would you like to come in?"
Hick’s was not an impulsive woman to invite a stranger into her home, but from the first time she meant Stuart, she knew there was something different about him. She wanted to spend more time with him, even if it was only for a few minutes.
But Stuart definitely did not agree. "No, I have to go now," he said decisively. Hicks was a little disappointed and said, "Oh, okay. Be careful when you drive back home."
"Tomorrow, there will be someone coming to pick you up and take you over to where you had the audition. Dior is sending someone to your company to make arrangements for your contract. Then you will be able to sign it, and you will be the image spokesperson of Dior perfume."
Stuart acted as if he did not know the value of his words. Hick’s wondered if he had heard it wrong, her eyes were wide and sparkling with disbelief. Stuart ignored Hicks’ reactions and turned around to leave.
Hick’s heard his footsteps and shook her head as if she were in a dream. With her voice shaky, she said, "Mr. Yates...Why? Why? I don’t understand why, me?"
Her soft voice sounded pitiful in the dark, but by the tremor, in her voice, it was apparent she was in shock. Still, Stuart showed no emotion on his face and said, "There is no way this is just the way it is."
Then Stuart left. Hick’s was in a daze, and then she pinched her cheek, "No, I’m not dreaming."
As soon as Stuart got back in his car, he called Todd and told him something. Todd, who had always been a slacker, was speechless and caught off guard at what Stuart had to say. Then Stuart hung up and called the Royal Villa. Mr. Sampson told him that Eddie had not returned, and his face contorted with bitterness and rage.
Stuart was thinking about the fight they had. Eddie was so upset with him, and then the fact that he wasn’t going back to the Villa probably upset her even more. He called Eddie as he drove, but was immediately cut off.
Stuart’s hand slowly tightened on the steering wheel, and his cold eyes looked straight ahead, "That woman is braver to talk back to me in public, but does not go home and now hangs up me!"
There was anger in his mind, and eyes burned with an almost uncontrollable rage. Stuart grabbed his phone again and called Ivan, "CEO, what can I do for you?"
Whenever Stuart called, Ivan always answered. It didn’t matter if he was on or off the clock.
"Locate Eddie’s phone, and as soon as you find her, I want to know her exact location."
"Yes, CEO."
Three minutes later, the location was sent to Stuart’s phone. Eddie was now at the public hospital in the city. She was so upset about everything that she kept replaying it in her mind. In a fit of rage, Eddie hung up the phone and threw it to her hospital bed.
"He’s just thinking about me now? What did Mr. Yates do today?"
Gould brought the food in, he laughed at Eddie complaining and said, " Are you still angry?"
He took Eddie to the hospital in the afternoon; the doctor gave her a prescription and wrapped her foot up. She wanted to stay at the hospital and refused to go home. Gould asked the doctor for an ice pack and stayed with her to keep her company.
"Angry? I’m not angry. There’s nothing to be angry about."
Eddie’s chin trembled as guilt flowed over her, and she swallowed hard, "Wow, Gould, you are so kind. How did you know I was hungry?"
Gould shyly scratched his head as he put everything he bought on the table, "I remember that you used to like eating wonton and fried dumplings. Now I don’t know if you still like them or not?"
Gould also remembered that Eddie only ate these snacks because she didn’t have much money. She was always so generous and invited her assistant to dinner. Now that Eddie is going to be famous from "The White Love Song," He didn’t know whether she would eat any of these cheap snacks.
Eddie did not know that he thought so much of her. She opened the box, smelled the wontons, and the fried dumpling, and immediately closed her eyes in delight.
"It’s a familiar smell and a familiar taste, and I haven’t had this for a long time, I missed it. Gould, you have such a great memory. You remember everything that I liked several years ago."