Mila was dressed very beautifully that day. However, compared to the guests at the wedding, she still looked like a beggar. She did not have an invitation, so the person in charge of the hotel would never let Mila enter. Besides, anybody could tell that it was impossible that this glamorous yet tackily dressed woman in front of them was a guest at the wedding. Mila attempted to get closer to the red carpet a few times in hopes to see the wedding venue behind the entrance, but she was driven away by the hotel security every time.At that moment, Mila took advantage of the window when the security went to guide a car in to sneakily look inside. In the end, she was found out by Marcus."What the hell are you doing?" Marcus originally was a person with a good temper, but at that moment, he was infuriated by Mila.Mila smiled awkwardly at him. That expression was slightly thick-skinned and was also a little ignorant of the occasion. "Mar-I mean, Master Marcus. I…I didn't want to go in. I

Everyone looked over as soon as they heard the voice and they saw two security guards walking toward them while grabbing a woman, whose hair was covered in grass, whose clothes were in a mess, and who was covered in mud all over.Eevonne also came to the woman. "Mila…it's you?"The security said angrily, "This woman crawled out from the bushes by the man-made river at the edge of the lawn. I'm guessing she already knew in advance that we're having a grand wedding here today, so she had been squatting there a long time ago. She certainly must be a repeat offender. Missus Yates, please first check all of your valuables. We'll take this repeat offender to the police station now.""No, no, no, I'm not a repeat offender. I'm not a thief either," Mila explained while stammering incoherently. Her gaze was both humble and sincere.She tried her best to break free from the security guards' hands while looking at Eevonne. "Missus Yates, you…you know that I'm not a thief. You've met me before

Nobody knew how hard Mila cried. When Sabrina watched Mila running away, she hesitated for a second. She suddenly felt that Mila's back, perhaps not her back per se, but Sabrina just felt that Mila was a little like Yvonne for a moment. However, she was unable to put her finger on which part of her was like Yvonne."What's the matter?" Sebastian asked Sabrina.Sabrina sighed softly and shook her head. "Maybe I'm missing Yvonne too much. You know that I haven't had many friends since I was a child. My best friend in my life is Yvonne. She is my sweetheart and my little healer. She is a carefree person and she is packed with sweetness. When I met Yvonne, I have always felt that anything sweet was a luxury to me and it shouldn't belong to me. After I met Yvonne, she was so packed with a sweetness that she made me feel happy. She would have fast food with me, tease Ruth with me, and go through the toughest days together with me. I've never seen her unhappy. Her happiness, her bright smil

He did not know how he fell asleep and how long he had been sleeping. He only knew that it was already bright outside when he woke up, and the sunlight from outside was very warm. When he lifted his head to look at the ceiling, he realized that he was in a small house that was shabby beyond measure. He turned his head to look at other places and found that the small house was kept very clean and tidy. It was just small. However, it looked very cozy. There were fresh flowers on the nightstand and it smelled refreshing and pleasant.Marcus looked at the flowers and was spaced out for a few seconds. Suddenly, he sprung up as if he realized something. Only then did he find out that he was actually not wearing anything at all. He was wearing nothing at all! From the top to the bottom, other than having a head full of hair, he was completely naked elsewhere. Gosh! In that instant, Marcus felt like his brain was having a short circuit.At that moment, the door creaked open. Mila carried a b

"It's nothing. I'm fine. I'm not in pain. I'm fine." Mila said, smiling.Marcus glared at Mila fiercely, and he bent over as he wanted to carry her up. However, just as he was about to touch her, he realized that he was not wearing anything. He immediately straightened his back and raised his hand angrily to pound on the door. "Jerk! Bastard! Marcus, you're a jerk, bastard, and a son of bitch!"His hand was bleeding from pounding at the door."Don't. Don't harm yourself like that, Marcus. Don't harm yourself. You have to love yourself," Mila kept pleading to him while hugging his legs.Seeing that he stopped pounding, she hurriedly said, "I…I go out and get your clothes for you. I'll go out."She wanted to stand up, but she could not. She pulled the doorknob with all her might and it took her a long while before she opened the door. After that, she turned around and looked at Marcus with a smile. "Just…get on the bed. Hurry up and get onto the bed and cover yourself with the cover