"But you have not recovered yet. Drinking a lot is harmful to your health. Women should cherish themselves." Eden looked at her quietly. During this period of time, she had become thinner. Her face was very pale, and her eyes were glassy. She was like a beautiful but withering rose.
Maureen was no longer proud and arrogant.
Maureen smiled bitterly, "Eden, don't worry about me. You are right. I asked for it. If I didn't have those strange ideas before, he would have been very kind to me now. Although he doesn't love me, I could be with him..." Saying this, Maureen choked with sobs and couldn't finish her words.
Eden did not reply to her. They had talked about it before.
She had said what she should say.
There was no point of talking a lot.
Eden accompanied her for a while quietly, "Why don't you go back first? Only when you're in good health can you run the company well."
Maureen shook her head, but she burst into tears. She staggered to her feet, wiped her tears in a hurry and forced a smile at Eden, "Thank you, Eden. You're the only one who is willing to talk to me like this. I've been very painful these days, but I deserve it. I have to go back to keep my clients company. I'll talk to you when I'm free."
After saying that, Maureen walked back unsteadily.
Eden looked at her back with a frown but didn't say anything.
She always felt that Maureen wanted to torture herself.
It seemed that she didn't care about herself at all.
Eden planned to return to the box. After talking a few steps, she met Irving.
They looked at each other. Eden's eyes were indifferent, while Irving's face was gentle.
Eden's body tensed up slightly. She did not expect to run into him like this.
He didn't look very well, and his expression was a bit depressed, but he still looked noble and charming.
When he saw her, his listless eyes lit up.
"Eden, what a coincidence!" Irving laughed and said, breaking the slightly awkward atmosphere.
Since he went to see her in the hospital that day, he had never seen her again.
He knew that she threw the roses sent by him into the trash can, but he insisted on buying her roses everyday.
It was a kind of persistence. To be exact, he lay his hope on such a thing. He felt that he could get closer to her only by doing this.
Eden smiled slightly, "Mr. Matthews, I have something to do, so I'll leave first." She had been out for a long while. Victor would be anxious.
He would be very jealous and mad if he saw her with Irving.
"Eden, let's talk."
Just as she was about to pass by Irving, Irving's deep and gentle voice sounded in her ears.
Eden stopped and looked sideways. Then she saw him staring at her with expectant eyes quietly.
In fact, Eden didn't want to have anything to do with him, but she had to make it clear to him.
"Okay." She nodded and returned to the rest area. Escaping could not solve the problem. She kept Irving at a distance. Who knew if there would be rumours about them the next day?
Eden's beautiful face darkened as she walked away elegantly.
This time, Irving did not stop her, but stared at her back.
He loved her deeply and wanted to get along with her sincerely, so he did everything for her. How could Eden understand his heart?
Raising his head slightly, he saw Victor standing not far away and looking at him with a gloomy face.
Irving gave him a provocative smile.
Victor gave him a warning look before looking at Eden who was walking towards him.
He strode over and held her in his arms, asking with a straight face, "Why have you been outside for so long?"
Eden looked at him, "I met Maureen and Irving, so I chatted with them for a while. Have they left?"
"Yes! They had to go back to accompany their child, so they left in advance."
Victor held her hand and went to the parking lot, "What did Irving say to you?"
The expression in Eden's eyes changed, "Nothing. We just chatted for a while."
"Didn't I tell you that you were not allowed to meet him alone?" Victor's tone was unpleasant. Irving was just like a greedy wolf.
Eden squinted at him, "I met him coming the other way. Even if I didn't want to see him, I couldn't turn a blind eye to him, could I?"
Victor said in an overbearing tone, "It seems that you're bolder. Don't talk to him anymore."
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