The point is ...
Elio picked his eyebrows, conveniently picked up the cup on the table, "that's easy! But ... you have to let me know what your plan is first! Let me see if this deal with you is fair. "
"My plan is perfect! I gave it a name, the rice is cooked—what's done can't be undone! "
"Poof-"Elio, who was drinking water, gushed out directly! "You, where did you hear this sentence!"
"On TV!" Alex smiled, "As long as the raw rice is cooked, she will definitely be your wife! "
Elio felt helpless and funny, "you should watch less that kind of romance! I can buy you this Transformers, but this plan ... Forget it! I prefer her decision. "
"For what?"
Elio got up, "I'm off to freshen up, and you better get changed too, pal. I'm taking you to some tasty grub."
"Alright!"
Alex grinned, dashing out of his room.
Watching Alex's retreating figure, Elio sighed deeply.
If he got hitched to Clara, would he have a cozy little family?
He came from a medical dynasty, but he was not the uptight type! Before Clara, marriage wasn't even in his dictionary, let alone the idea of sticking to one girl. And suddenly, he was head over heels for Clara, a woman with no apparent merits.
Elio sighed again, "This must be karma, karma!"
……
Clara had been working the whole day, and if it wasn't for Ricardo bringing lunch, she would have forgotten to eat.
Finally, after sending the last email, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Lifting her head, she found it was already dark outside!
Taylor must have left, right?
Clara packed up, ready to go home. Just as she left the office, she heard that familiar, deep voice overhead.
"Done with work?"
Clara blinked, then saw Emmett.
"Uh, yeah, I'm all done!"
"Then let's get going." Emmett strode ahead.
Clara halted, not following.
"I don't think we need to see each other. There's a back door in the office, right? I can use that!"
"Did you do something to avoid Taylor?"
"No!" Clara wasn't sure how to explain, "I just think it'd be awkward, I wouldn't know what to say. So, I'd rather not see him. We're not close. I think Taylor probably just wants to chat, nothing serious."
Emmett doubted she even believed her own words.But he was satisfied with her attitude, so he didn't push further.
"Let's go."
"Through the back door?"
"No need, we can go straight to the underground parking."
Clara quickly nodded, "Okay, thanks, Mr Melendez."
"Call me Emmett."
"Oh... sorry, Emmett…"
Every time she addressed him like this, she felt uncomfortable.
……

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