You Are The Apple of My Eyes novel Chapter 194

It was just half past eight when John returned to North Yard.

He walked into the hall and searched around, but couldn't find any trace of Nina. He went upstairs and didn't see her on the whole second floor.

John turned around and went downstairs. He asked Amy and Lena, "Where is Nina?"

At this time, his little girl were either sitting on the sofa watching TV, reading books in the study, or playing makeup skills in the bedroom.

It had been the same for the past half month.

But she was not at home tonight.

Amy said, "Mrs. Nina received a call at ten past eight and went out."

Ten past eight. Now it was half past eight.

There was a twenty minute gap between them. He missed the chance to meet his little girl.

The person who could ask her out at this moment might be the person who was closest to her, Kristina.

If it was Kristina, it didn't matter.

"You can leave now." John waved his hand and took out a pink square jewelry box, which was less than the size of his palm.

It was the pearl coconut tree bracelet he had ordered last time, with four words carved on it.

As long as his little girl wore it, she would think of him and their home - North Yard.

Thinking that his little girl would be happy when she received the gift, and it was very likely that she would kiss the corner of his mouth to thank him, the haze in John's eyes gradually diminished, and the corners of his mouth slightly lifted.

What John didn't know was that the pearl coconut tree bracelet inside had been lost by a careless person.

When John was about to open the box, his phone suddenly rang. It was from Henry.

"What's the matter?" Before John could open the box, he reached out his hand to answer the phone. The square box was placed in the center of his palm, and his slender fingers were wrapped around it like a reinforced city wall, fearing that he would lose it.

This was the first gift he gave to his little girl.

Henry said with fear, "Mr. John, our people took a picture of Mrs. Nina and Albert having dinner in a western restaurant."

On the other side of the phone, Henry wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. As soon as Richard suspected Mrs. Nina and Mr. John sent someone to keep an eye on Albert, they saw Albert and Nina having dinner together.

It was hard not to be suspicious.

All of a sudden, John's face darkened. His black eyes flashed with an obscure light. His fingers that were holding the jewelry box gradually tightened, and the entire hall fell into silence.

Dead silence.

Half a minute later, John opened his thin red lips and said, "Photos."

As soon as he finished speaking, he opened his WeChat to receive the message from Henry. He clicked on the photo and saw the high-definition picture.

Nina and Albert were sitting face to face. Wine, champagne and candlelight dinner stung John's eyes.

"Why do you make me suspect you?" Then John turned off the phone screen, leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes.

He murmured to himself, as if he was questioning Nina, or more like asking himself why he began to doubt her in his heart.

The analysis of Richard and the others was reasonable. John didn't want to suspect Nina, and now, he didn't want to suspect her either, but...

'My little girl, you disappoint me so much.'

With his eyes closed, his hearing became sensitive. At this time, he heard a strange sound from his heart. It was not because of the sound and smile of Nina, but because of doubt, entanglement, resulting in the collision and tear.

All of a sudden, he opened his eyes, regained his indifference and ruthlessness, and threw the box in his hand into the trash can. This was the only color in the black trash bag, which was even more dazzling in the warm yellow light.

It seemed that throwing this box into the trash can would throw away his love for her.

Then John stood up and left North Yard.

In the western restaurant.

Nina looked at her watch and asked in confusion, "Why hasn't Aunt Kristina come yet? What happened to her? "

Albert stopped pouring wine and asked, "Did she ask you to come here? I thought we met by chance. "

He continued to pour wine into the glass and handed it to Nina.

"Yes, Kristina sent me a message and asked me to wait for her here for something urgent. I didn't see her, but you instead." Nina looked outside again, but there was no trace of Kristina.