Lola walked to her Maserati, but the door of the Maybach was suddenly opened. She looked back from in and as she expected, Harry was there.
"Get in the car!" He was leaning against the seat lazily, surrounded by a faint smell of cigarette.
She took the passenger seat and closed the door.
The Maybach backed up smoothly and sped out of the parking lot.
The depressing atmosphere inside indicated Harry got into bad moods.
Harry stopped the car at the gate of a shopping mall. "Go and get me some ties and clothes. More is better."
...
Lola looked at his serious look. Though speechless, she still got off and went into the mall as he required.
Was his bank account restricted by his family? Did he seem to have run out of money?
Confused, Lola walked into a luxury menswear store and picked eight ties of various pattern and several boxes of underwear.
Two white casual shirts attracted her attention. As she could not decide which fit better, she took both of them. After grabbing another three crocodile leather belt, Lola walked to the checkout counter. She couldn't help feeling awkward about the idea that others might think she was seeing couple of men.
With several shopping bags in hands, Lola stopped at a store for leather products. Recalling that Harry was still using the wallet she bought him years ago, she walked in and bought a new one for him. She couldn't put their photo in it this time, though.
Back to the car, Lola put all the bags in the trunk and sat on the front passenger seat again. "These are enough to manage with for a while!"
Harry didn't respond. Instead, he drove away. Lola heard the sound of waves approaching. When she got off the car, she realized they were indeed at the seaside.
They walked along the sea silently. Shells were left on the beach by the flowing tides.
Bathed in the moonlight, Lola held a clean and opalescent shell in the hand.
After a while, Harry suddenly lifted her up and carried her back to the car.
After putting Lola on the backseat, he leaned towards her and fetched a condom from nowhere.
The car rocked vibrantly by the seaside. Harry held Lola tightly, kissing her ear gently. His voice was hoarse. "Lola, I am going to pick wedding dress with her tomorrow..."
Lola looked up, only to let tears drop along her long hair and melt into the seat.
The shell, which she hadn't got time to throw away, was held tightly in her fist. The rough edges cut her palm, with blood dropping.
What hurt her was not the shell, but his words.
Harry tried to wipe and kiss away her tears, but Lola kissed him back recklessly.
She had no idea. Four years ago, she lost to Yolanda over and over again.
Today, she was doomed to lose this fight again even before she got started.
How come? Why couldn't she at least have a chance?
She had been waiting for him in SL Group for three years. Now she was strong and he was here. But he was now telling her that he and Yolanda's well-planned marriage was going to draw an end to all her plans?
She didn't want to give up!
With tears shedding, she stopped kissing him. "Harry Si, you don't deserve my respect!" Because he gave up so easily. Because he simply lost confidence like that. Because he was going to marry the woman who murdered his own child.
Harry buried his head in Lola's neck, holding her tightly.
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