Michelle looks at the scene in front of her, and it is like a beautiful painting.
Especially the man is tall and handsome. He and Miya are perfect for each other.
Many diners say they come here for coffee and sea view, but in fact, it’s because Miya is so beautiful that they just want to talk to her. Miya knows about it. Sometimes Michelle intends to introduce them to Miya. After all, she is not very young. Her husband has died, and she has children. She has to find someone to depend on.
“You say you are Miya’s husband, right?”
Michelle asks as Alex stands in front of her.
Alex nods. “Is there a place to rest here?” His voice is soft, and he is afraid to wake Miya.
“Yes.” Michelle freezes for a moment and replies.
Michelle leads Alex to the coffee shop. When she leaves, she glances at Alex from time to time and seems a little suspicious.
Alex takes Miya to the lounge and looks at her face for a long time.
As soon as he looks back, he sees that Michelle seems to be hesitant.
“Don’t tell her I’ve been here.”
“But haven’t you met already?” Michelle says. They were absolutely together last night.
Alex looks at Miya’s sleeping face and says, “she doesn’t know it was me, so I hope you will not tell her.”
“What?” Michelle takes a deep breath and then says, “I’m sorry. I don’t understand. Can you explain it to me?”
“We quarreled, and then she ran away from home.”
Alex suddenly stops talking.
“Is that all?”
“Yes.”
“OK.” Michelle is a little bit speechless, but she doesn’t think she should keep asking. She’s going to get confused.
Alex nods and turns away.
Michelle watches Alex leave, and she takes a look at Miya. She hesitates now. Who should she believe?
A series of strange things confuse her. She doesn’t want to think about anything and just goes out to work.
When it’s late in the morning, Miya opens her eyes. The scene in front of her gradually becomes clear.
“Where am I?”
She is still squinting her eyes. And she looks confused.
“Miya, can you tell me how long you want to sleep?” Michelle comes back from the hall and hammers her shoulder innocently.
When Miya sees Michelle and the environment, she finds out that she is now in the coffee shop. “Why am I here? Who sent me back?” She recalls that she met Alex yesterday, and her forehead seems to be still hot and humid.
“It was a handsome guy. Miya, you are lucky.”
“What do you mean?” Miya smiles. If she is lucky, she will not have been here.
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