Just as Carla wanted to share more about Wigston Corporation, she suddenly received a text on her phone. Harry here. I'll be waiting for you at the parlor!
When she saw the message, her heart skipped a beat.
How did Harry get my number? He even messaged me… Could someone who's pretending to be Harry trying to lure me over?
Carla turned around and looked at where the Staytons were seated at. Simon, Alia, and Lola were dining at the table, but Harry wasn't there.
The number from which the text had been sent was indeed Harry's. He was still using the same number from before, so Carla was rather certain that it was really him who had texted her.
However, she did not wish to be involved with him again.
As such, she replied: You can text me if there's anything you want to say. It's not appropriate for us to meet in private.
A reply came shortly after: I need to talk to you face to face. I only need five minutes of your time. Take the exit on your right – you'll be able to see me there. I won't leave until you come!
Carla felt conflicted when she saw that message. It reminded her of an argument she had with Harry years back. He had said the same thing – that he would wait for her outside her house and would not leave until he saw her.
Back then, she had refused to see him out of spite. It had poured heavily at night. She had assumed that he would have left, but he had waited in the rain the entire night. Because of that, he ran a high fever the next day which developed into pneumonia. He was even hospitalized for one whole month.
Carla felt uneasy as those memories surfaced in her mind. She put down her utensils and said to Zayn, "I need to go to the restroom."
"Sure, " the man replied, darting a glance at the woman's phone. A frosty glint flashed in his eyes, and an indecipherable expression appeared on his face simultaneously.
Naya helped Carla out of her seat.
After exiting from the right side of the hall, the latter saw Harry immediately. He was smoking at the end of the corridor and his lonely figure seemed desolate.
Noticing that Naya was with Carla, Harry looked down and walked into the restroom next to him.
"You can wait for me here, " Carla said to Naya.
"Sure, " the woman replied and stood outside the restroom.
Carla entered the ladies' and was about to text Harry when she saw a Whyte figure flash past in the mirror. One second later, someone hugged her tightly from the back…
"Ah!" Carla jumped and let out a shriek before trying desperately to struggle out of Harry's embrace. "Let go!"
"Don't worry. I've checked and ensured that there's no one else around, " the man said in a whisper and tried to hug the woman again.
However, she retreated a few steps instinctively and crossed her arms in front of her chest in a defensive stance. "Mr. Stayton, please have some self-respect!"
"Carla, why are you so guarded against me?" He was feeling pained. "Could it be that you've really gotten together with Zayn Giblo?"
"That's none of your business, " she replied with a frown. "Please remember that you are a married man now."
"I regret it so much… " The man downcast his eyes, feeling frustrated. "What happened back then was a mistake. It's my fault for not protecting you well. Please give me another chance. Let's start anew."
"Do you even know what you're saying?" She widened her eyes in shock as she could hardly believe the words that had just come out of Harry's mouth…
Even though what happened back then had indeed been a mistake, no matter what, it was a fact that he had already become someone else's husband and should be acting appropriately.
In fact, Carla was extremely disappointed with Harry's behavior.
"Carla… "
"Mr. Stayton, " she interrupted the man before carrying on in a stern voice, "Did you call me out just to say all these?"
"Why are you so cold towards me?" He was unable to accept the way she was treating him.
"I don't want to be associated with a married man." The crease between her brows deepened, and she said, "I shall get going if there's nothing else."
The woman then turned and walked away after finishing her sentence…
"You will definitely regret it if you get together with Zayn Giblo!" Harry suddenly exclaimed.
Carla stopped in her tracks and turned around. "Why do you say so?"
"Because… " Just when Harry was about to explain, a woman's voice sounded outside. "Why can't we go inside? I'm looking for my husband."
It was Lola.
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