7 She Is an Outsider
She walked towards Selena and looked at the child in her embrace.
Eva Grant’s skin was snowy white and tender like a doll’s. Her pinkish cheeks were chubby, and her black eyes were round. She looked very cute.
The mist under her eyes gradually disappeared as she reached out and touched the child’s cheeks. It was smooth like an egg with the shell removed, and so chubby.
This was his daughter, Eva Grant.
By giving his child the name Eva Grant, did it mean that Selena and the child was his one and only?
John suddenly spoke. “The name is not derived from ever. We just thought it’d be a pretty nickname for Evangeline.”
She froze and bitterly smiled. Regardless of which name it was, it could not change the current outcome.
He had a wife and a child whose name was Eva Grant. This replaced the daughter they had once imagined together.
Selena realized that Serenity was not herself, yet she could not be bothered with her as she said in a frantic tone, “John, Eva is having a stomachache.”
John stood up and quickly walked closer before glancing at the child in her embrace. Then, he walked to the coffee table and took the key from it. “Let’s go to the hospital.”
Serenity instinctively wanted to follow them but stopped after walking two steps.
The person in his embrace was his wife with their daughter. Why was she going with them?
As she stared at the pair’s retreating figures, she bit down on her lips and tightly clenched her two hands, which were at her sides, together while a faint bloody taste dispersed in her mouth.
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The Deluxe Hotel was Andalas’s biggest hotel. It had a luxurious hall, and the passageway was spread with a purple-colored flowery mat. The ceiling had a chandelier that looked like a blooming white lotus. It was beautiful and sparkly.
Ding!’ The lift door opened, and Serenity walked out of the lift.
She was wearing a white dress today, paired with beige-colored high heels. She was fair and looked calm, while her figure was slim.
When she walked out of the lift, she proceeded directly to the president’s suite. Before she came, she had heard that Gabriel Jones had a long-term suite at the Deluxe Hotel, which was used by him and his lover.
To put it in simpler terms, the so-called tryst was actually sex.
Serenity raised her hand and was about to knock on the door when the room’s door was pulled open by someone inside. A crying woman with disheveled clothes took her bag and rushed out of the room.
Every three months, Gabriel would change his lover. He had just broken up with his ex, and now this woman… was not successful in her seduction?
She pushed the half-open door and walked in. She became nervous in an instant as she scanned the room. There was no one in the room, and she heard the sound of someone showering drifting from the bathroom.
She threw her handbag onto the sofa. After a while, the bathroom’s door was pulled open by someone.
She heard the noise and turned her head towards him. The man’s strong figure entered her sight. His handsome face was flushed red due to the hot air. His black hair was wet, and beads of water dripped down the ends, looking crystal clear under the light.
The man’s honey-colored chest looked sexy as beads of water from his hair ends dripped down to his chest before slowly flowing down to the towel wrapped around his waist.
This man was even more handsome than celebrities.
Gabriel saw that the room was suddenly filled with one more person and furrowed his brows with an irritated look. “Get out.”
Serenity’s cheeks were a little red, and she coughed slightly to hide away her discomfort.
This man was really too handsome.
When the heavens created humans, they really gave him preferential treatment.
She took a deep breath and made her purpose clear. “President Jones, I am here to apply to be your next lover.”