Except for Selena, Osvaldo didn't have the habit of looking at other people's backs. At the same time Antonio was urging people to leave, he turned around and walked out.
Antonio waited for a moment, turned around, and there was no one behind him.
He stood in the garden with overlapping shadows, thinking about what would happen next with the Anderson family, and sighed dejectedly.
...
A black sports car stopped in front of the Turner family mansion.
The door was pushed open, and a handsome man dressed in black walked out.
When the people of the Turner family saw this man, they were all stunned and uncertain whether to open the door or not.
Although he was their young lady's fiance, the young master had ordered that they inform him before this man arrived.
After thinking for a moment, the gatekeeper stepped forward and said, "Mr. Anderson, please wait, we will make a phone call."
Osvaldo lifted his eyelids lightly and before the gatekeeper could make the call, a clear voice suddenly came from behind him, "Young Master, Lady Selena asked you to come in."
Leia walked over, holding her lucky cat, and looked at Osvaldo, who was stopped at the door, with a twitch at the corner of her mouth.
Sure enough, it's not easy to marry a wife. This nobleman also has such a day!
Before the gatekeeper could react, the girl opened the big iron gate like it was second nature, and said clattering, "Daphne came over in the morning. Madam Selena is not feeling well right now. Young Master, go and accompany her."
When a girl is in a bad mood, looking for her boyfriend is a standard operating procedure.
Besides, Selena had already spoken, so they naturally had no reason to stop him anymore.
Osvaldo went into the Turner family young lady's boudoir openly and aboveboard.
In the exquisitely decorated room, Selena sat barefoot on a carpet, painting with her left hand.
Osvaldo's deep gaze swept over her focused profile, her loose hair and lazy eyes, and finally fell on a huge painting on the wall.
It was a beach at night, with a quiet white sandy beach surrounded by a multitude of stars and fireworks that lit up the sky, clear as if the whole thing was about to fall down.
Standing still under the starry sky was a slender figure dressed in black, with black hair and slightly fluttering strands that had the scent of the wind. Only a simple side profile was visible, but the eyes had an indescribable tenderness.
Next to it was a blank space.
There was nothing.
Osvaldo's gaze fell on the empty space for a long time, and then suddenly walked over, squatting down behind her slender figure, he held her waist from behind, his thin lips pressed against her earlobe, as if kissing but not kissing, "Why aren't you here?"
Selena had been focused on painting, but was startled by the man's sudden words. The paintbrush in her hand fell down.
The tip of the brush slid down the white paper, staining it red in several places.
Selena looked at the painting she was about to finish and felt a bit regretful.
This painting is ruined.
The man behind her seemed to have no remorse, only kissing her earlobe lightly and asking stubbornly in a sexy and cold voice, "Why isn't it you?"
Selena shuddered and turned around, not looking angry.
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