Don't Marry Her Again

The two of them dined in a Western restaurant with a candlelit dinner. It was a romantic and cozy dinner. Under the candlelight, the bright red wine in the wine cup shone brilliantly. Beside the dining table, a professional violinist was playing the violin. The sound of the violin was so long that it was intoxicating.

After dinner, Blake drove Avery back to the villa. He stayed with her, watching her sleep.

Avery's sleeping visage was quiet, her delicate, long eyelashes casting a shadow over her skin.

He carefully covered the corner of her blanket, his movements extremely gentle. He was afraid that he would wake the sleeping girl. Avery, good night, a good dream. "

He bent over and kissed Avery's forehead, then stood up and left.

The car broke through the night and sped along the road, its destination being the villa at Anderson Family.

Blake walked into the house. In the living room, General Anderson and Esme were talking, and the niece was playing with bricks by the side. She wore a