"I like to celebrate my birthday according to the lunar calendar," Payton said without any emotions. It was a sort of explanation.
Then, he turned around and walked into the room. Tracy followed behind him.
"What do you want to drink?" Payton turned to look at her.
Tracy smiled brightly, "Anything goes."
Payton cocked his eyebrows up and turned to the kitchen. In the living room, Tracy kept looking around.
Very soon, Payton walked out with two bottles of drinks.
He handed one to Tracy and sat down opposite her.
Payton opened the bottle and took a sip. Then, he looked at Tracy and asked, "Tracy, are you free recently?"
Tracy was stunned. "Yes, what's wrong?"
Payton looked at her calmly. "I have a favor to ask you."
...
Juliet wondered if it was her illusion that Payton had been acting strangely these two days.
After his father's accident, if he didn't go to work, he would spend time with her and her mother. However, these two days, he didn't even come to the Elton's. She called him, but he was so aloof as if he hated her very much.
Could it be that he had a problem with her?
The thought filled Juliet with vague disquiet. She felt that she had to ask him because she did not want to be treated like this for no reason.
So, she went straight to his company, but she didn't expect to see a woman who shouldn't be in his office.
It was Tracy.
Before she opened the door, she could hear the faint laughter, but when she opened it, it stopped abruptly.
At the sight of Juliet, Tracy rose from the sofa and called out in panic, "Juliet."
Juliet shot her a cold glance and then turned her gaze to Payton. However, Payton looked well-rested, without changing color.
Juliet had an intuition that there was something wrong, but she forced herself to abandon that thought.
"Payton, why haven't you come to my house these two days?" Juliet asked.
"I don't want to go."
The simple answer made Juliet's heart tremble. She bit her lips and swept her eyes over Tracy. Then she asked with a smirk, "Is it because of her?"
Payton looked straight at Juliet, neither admitting nor denying it.
He was too calm, causing her unease to grow constantly.
She took a deep breath and tried to make sense of that. After a while, she asked, "Payton, what exactly do you mean?"
However, he still looked at her without saying anything.
At this time, Tracy said timidly, "Juliet, stop asking him. He just ... just doesn't know how to tell you."
"Who the hell are you?" Juliet glared at her.
Tracy's breath was stifled. Then she bit her lips and murmured in grievance, "Juliet, I know you're angry, but I think I should tell you the truth."
The truth? Juliet frowned as she felt that her instinct seemed to be spot on.
Payton was still silent while Tracy looked at him with affection. Then, she suddenly bowed to Juliet and said, "Sorry, Juliet."
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: The convenient Bride