Never Let you go

chapter2

In a corner of the wedding site, there was a tall man, wearing a straight black suit. His face is angular, handsome and impeccable, looking like a prince. His deep eyes looked at the woman on stage.

After the video ended, the guests applauded. This also reminded Emily to stop overthinking, she lifted the microphone and said "Mr. Crawford, for richer or for poorer, in frustration or sickness, would you like to be with Gena Rowlands?"

Nate frowned lightly as he watched Emily ask the question, his heart inexplicably irritated. He thought to himself, "This woman is really good at picking fights, and he's not happy that someone came to officiate his wedding.

But Nate still answered, "Yes ..... I do."

Emily reluctantly smiled and looked at Gena "Miss. Rowlands, for richer or for poorer, in frustration or in sickness, would you like to be with Nate Crawford?"

Gena smiled sweetly "I do!"

The applause was instant, Emily looked at it all with indifference, and just wanted to continue the wedding. Gena said, "I wonder what the purpose of Miss. Grace, to be our wedding officiant? Nate and I are destined to be married, are you still trying to ruin our relationship?"

Everyone basically knows what happened between Emily and Nate, and Gena wanted to take this opportunity to make Emily understand that Nate only belongs to her, and Emily is just a joke, a jilted woman.

"I'm just here to work!" Emily said honestly.

Gena continued sarcastically "Oh... I don't think you work for this wedding planning company, do you? Who's going to believe you when you say you're filling in for someone else and have no choice."

The guests were already talking .......

"She must be up to something."

"It can't be that she's deliberately coming to cause trouble."

"Go back quickly. The third person is very obnoxious."

Emily stood stiffly on the stage, facing the false accusations of others, and said helplessly "I did come here as a last resort, I did not get involved in someone else's relationship."

"Then please leave now." Gena looked overbearing and waited for her to get out.

"I'm not done with my work yet." Emily didn't know how she made her voice heard, but she said to herself over and over again in the face of cynicism: it'll be over soon, it'll be over soon, hang in there a little longer. But then insist on tears still can not help but slide down the cheeks.

"There will be someone to replace you, so I hope you will stop making excuses." Gena raised her voice, accusing.

If I leave now, won't I have to admit their accusations? But how am I supposed to stick around if I don't leave?Why is Gena pushing me so hard?

Tears blurred Emily's vision, should she leave, or should she insist ........

A tall man approached from the crowd. Everyone in the room looked at him. He had a slender figure and a handsome face that people would not forget. With calm and steady steps, he walked step by step toward Emily, and he held out his hand and said, "Come down, it's time for us to go."

Emily looked at the hand in front of her, and then looked up at the tall man in front of her who was exuding nobility, and lifted her small hand and placed it in her large palm.

She didn't care who he was or if he had an agenda, she just wanted to leave.

Nate was confused, what was that man's relationship with Emily? When did she hook up with that man?

"So quick to find a man." Nate gave her a sarcastic look, and she immediately stopped talking.

The others started talking about who the man was. He didn't look like an ordinary person, but why hadn't anyone seen him before?

"He might be from abroad." Someone said. Other echoed in agreement, there are only a few rich families here, it's impossible that no one knows him.

Emily was led to the car by this man, "Thank you... I'll just get off here."

He ignored her. The car was still moving forward, and Emily's hands were clasped together tightly. She was sitting with a strange man and she felt a little nervous. Although he defused the awkwardness for her, but they were meeting for the first time after all, Emily couldn't help but worry.

The car suddenly stopped at a busy and bustling street, and the window glass was lowered so that you could see the pedestrians coming and going outside ......

"Crying will only make the people who hurt you look down on you." The man said in his highly infectious magnetic voice.

Emily turned her head to look at the man, was he speaking to himself? The man also looked at her at the same time. His dark eyes, which seemed like a pool of deep water, were very haunting.

"Hold out your hand." The man spoke again, with a tone that made it impossible to refuse.

Emily didn't think about what he would do to her, so she put her hand out ......

The man's index finger touched her palm, Emily instinctively tried to pull back, but was stopped by the man and continued his actions .....

He wrote on his palm? Emily concentrated and silently recited: life is like a play, everyone is just role-playing.

"What does that mean?" Emily doubted.

"Figure it out by yourself." The man leaned back lazily in his chair.

Emily kept thinking about the words he had written to her, and before she knew it, she was back home. In a short while, she lay down on the bed and fell asleep. The next day, she came to Traci's company again because she had promised her.

As soon as she walked into the office, Lucy welcomed her, "Director, the chairman wants to see you?"

Emily frowned gently, "Traci is back?"

"No, it's her brother James Newton," Lucy was Traci's assistant, she knew Traci's situation better.

"Oh, where is he?" Emily knew Traci's brother.

"In the cafe on the top floor." Lucy hesitated and Emily gave her a look, "If you have something to say, just tell me."

"He came over to the office, Does that mean the office is going to close?" Lucy hesitated for a moment, but still asked. Since the company opened, Traci's brother had always disapproved and wanted her to go back to take over their family business. The Newton family didn't even take a look at such a small company, and they just let Traci kill her time.

"I'll just go check it out, you go to work first." Emily finished speaking and took the elevator to the cafe on the top floor.

"Hello, may I help you?"

"I'm looking for Mr. Newton."

"Please follow me." The waiter made a gesture of invitation and took her to Mr. Newton's place.

When he saw Emily coming, he got up and pulled out a chair for her in a very gentlemanly manner, "Please sit down."

"Thank you." Emily sat down.

"May I take your order?" The waiter handed her the order, but she didn't take it "Just a cup of coffee for me."

"How have you been?" James asked with concern.

"Fine." Emily smiled, she knew what he was referring to.

"That's good, I heard about you when I got back from abroad, I really didn't expect that so much has happened in just over a month. If there's anything you need my help with, just ask. You and Traci are good friends, and I've always treated you like a sister."

"I will, thanks." Emily put down her coffee cup and replied with a smile.

"You don't have to bother about the company, I'll have someone take care of it." James said as he looked at Emily.

"Traci, she ........"

"She knows, she's the one who told me to do so." Of course, James knew what she was going to say, so he interrupted her.

"She decided to go back?" Emily actually knew the answer in her mind.

"Yes." James responded.