Mysterious Mr.Richard novel Chapter 109

Deadly silence befell the office. Things that could be smashed on the table were all smashed. 

Only immature adults would do this to vent their emotions.

No one had expected that Richard Zellweger, the president of the Zellweger Group, would make such a move. 

Sitting by his desk, Richard gradually calming down. His cold features seemed to have been carved out of ice and his ink-black eyes were covered with a layer of frost.

When Pearl left seven years ago, he spent a long time digging a grave in the deepest part of his heart to bury the sweet and painful moments she had brought. 

However, since the day he saw Pearl in the hospital, the pain was like a pressed spring, bouncing out crazily.

He knew that in his life Pearl was a disaster he would never be able to avoid. 

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On the first day of school, class was about to begin. 

After Ethan and Pearl talked to the teacher about the usual habits and preferences of Bonny and Brandon, they left the children behind and left the school.

"What do you want to eat for lunch?" Ethan's car was parked a little far away, and they walked side by side under the shade of the camphor trees. 

Pearl looked at her watch, "I have a surgery to do this afternoon. Let's just have a simple meal."

"Ok, I'll find a place nearby to have lunch."

"Alright."

The international school was used to be a church before it became a school. Bonny and Brandon stayed overseas for a long time, so Ethan arranged for them to be there.

There were many places for lunch nearby. Considering that they didn't have much time, and had to go to work in the afternoon, they went to an Italian restaurant and ordered two pasta, which was served quickly.

It looked quite delicious. 

After tasting it, Ethan put down his fork and shook his head in disgust. "I think the pasta we ate last year at Hokkaido tasted better. Bonny kept thinking about it even after we went back."

"Mr. Louise, can you eat some pasta quietly? Are you going to Hokkaido again just for its pasta?" Pearl said. 

Last winter, Ethan and she went to Hokkaido together. The place looked absolutely ethereal as if they were not on earth. 

That was actually the first time they went on a long-distance trip.

But the reason behind that was somewhat ridiculous.

At that moment, Ethan folded his arms and leaned against the chair, "Let's go there during the winter vacation after we're done with work."

"Why?" Pearl's heart suddenly thumped, "What kind of playboy trouble are you getting into again?"

"What do you say that? Am I that kind of person in your eyes?"

"Aren't you?" Pearl unceremoniously rolled her eyes, "Didn't you go there last year just to avoid your ex-girlfriend?"

"Ex-ex-ex-ex-girlfriend, to be exact." Ethan corrected.

"Actually, it's necessarily true."

"What do you mean by that?" Pearl asked. 

"The current wife of Richard's father's has two children. The youngest is born weak. He has asthma and was taken care of by a special family doctor."

Hearing this, Pearl was a bit taken aback.

Ethan seriously said, "Although this method is a bit twisted, at least you can get closer to the Zellweger family. It's up to you to think about it."

Pearl looked a little hesitant.

She knew that Ethan was doing this for her own good. Her current identity was publicly acknowledged by the Louise family as Ethan's wife. If she was to get involved with Richard once again, it wouldn't be a good thing.

Mrs. Louise treated her with kindness. She couldn't bring shame to the Louise family by doing this.

However, it was a little too far-fetched to start with Richard's stepmother. Ever since Richard's parents had divorced, other than appearing once at the annual Council of Public Affairs, there was practically no occasion of the Zellweger family's where his father would appear in.

"I'll think about it." Pearl said. 

"There's no rush," Ethan looked at his watch. "It's getting late. Let's go back to the hospital."

"Yeah, let's go." Pearl left the restaurant with Ethan.

After they left, the waiter came to clean up the table. There were two plates of pasta on the table. One of them was almost completely eaten, while the other hadn't been touched at all.