Gluey Love Between Us

"Alice, you're amazing. You really have to work hard when you[re dealing with words." Giada also gave her a piece of pork rib.

"It's really hard. I'm going to quit after I finish this script." After saying that, Alice lowered her head and ate. The food was delicious, so she planned to have a good meal.

Henrick's action of picking up food suddenly stopped. His hand trembled, and the fish fell back onto the plate.

However, at this time, everyone's eyes were focused on Alice. Except for Martin, no one noticed Henrick's abnormality. Martin glanced at him and then focused on his wife.

"Why? It's not easy to do what you like." Giada knew that Alice had done a lot for the sake of becoming a screenwriter. Especially for families like them, many of them worked in the company and rarely left the family business for their dreams. Alice smiled indifferently and said, "I'll go home and inherit the family business. My dad always talks about it." Victor had a deep understanding. The child had grown up and wanted to take over her father's company. There were too many beautiful things in the world and he felt that he had to bring his wife out to have a look. "That's fine, as long as you like it." Giada ate the shrimp that Martin peeled and smiled brightly.

Henrick was the only one at the table who couldn't eat anymore. He suddenly remembered what Alice had said in the morning. After the job here ended, she would leave and never come back to River City again.

Therefore, not only did she not come, but she even gave up her favorite job. In this job, even if she was not in River City, they would meet again one day, which showed that she really did not want to see him again.

She wanted to break it off completely.

Wasn't that great? It was exactly what he wanted.

Thinking of this, he had an appetite again.

However, after taking a few bites, she found that she felt so empty in her heart.

After dinner, everyone sat down and chatted.

Alice was very talkative, and her voice was clear and pleasant. Boris wanted to stay by her side all night, unwilling to leave.

At nine o'clock, she got up to say goodbye.

Eden wanted her son to send Alice back, but Boris volunteered to send her home.

On the second floor, Henrick's room was facing the road. His tall figure stood in front of a huge French window, looking a little lonely. When he saw Boris' car leaving, his gaze kept following it. After watching the car leave for a long time, he turned around and sat on a chair.

With an indifferent expression, he lowered his eyes and looked at the potted plant on the round table. It had already bloomed and it grew very well.

He remembered that when Alice left, she didn't look at him and didn't say a word to him all night.

Moreover, he felt as if he had become a sinner, a sinner who had destroyed her dreams.

"Ah..." He held her head in frustration and growled in a low voice.

Alice's sudden appearance, and the fact that she was the woman from seven years ago, made his life these days very irritable.

On that night seven years ago, he really wanted to figure out what was going on. He always thought that he had been framed by that woman.

When he came out of the bathroom, the woman was gone, and there was not even a trace left. He thought that his warning had worked. The girl did not dare to pester him because she was afraid. However, seven years later, he found that the truth was not like this.

On that night seven years ago, it was obvious that he had been drugged. He was good at drinking. Although he didn't drink like his big brother, it was absolutely no problem for him to drink two or three bottles of beer. What's more, he had only drunk one bottle of beer that night.

Their family was good at drinking. It was possible for him to be drunk, but he had been drunk before and it didn't feel the same. No matter how drunk he was, he knew it very well.

That night, he was so intoxicated that he couldn't even remember what he had done.

The phone on the table rang. Seeing that it was Alma, Henrick frowned slightly and slowly picked up the phone.

"Alma, what's the matter?"

"Henrick, are you home?" Alma asked with a smile.

"Okay, let's go home." He got up and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. The night view outside was beautiful, and the neon lights from the tall buildings were constantly flashing. The night scene in the prosperous city was always so beautiful.

"That's good. I just wanted to know if you're home safe and sound. Go to bed early. I'll see you tomorrow." Her voice was very sweet, with a faint smile, which made people feel that their hearts were soaked in sweet honey.

He couldn't help but smile. "Okay, Alma. You should rest early too."

"I will. Goodbye!"

She was about to hang up when she heard him say, "Wait a minute."

"Alma, do you still remember the night of my 18th birthday?" He suddenly asked.

Her grip on her phone tightened. She was a little nervous, but she still kept her sweet voice and asked, "Henrick, why did you suddenly think of what happened then? You were drunk that night." Hadn't she succeeded in the end? She quickly calmed down.

"Yes, I was drunk, but I remember that you took me to the hotel, right?" When he was at the door, he heard someone calling his name.

At that time, he had some consciousness, but he didn't know who was calling him. He only remembered that he was very uncomfortable.

There was something in his body that was about to break out of the cocoon, and he urgently needed to find a safe place.

"Yes, you still remember that it was I who sent you to the hotel." She smiled softly.

His grip on his phone tightened slightly. If it was really the suite she had sent him to, why was it that the person in her room was Alice?

With her around, how could Alice get close to him?

Did something go wrong? Was Alma lying, or Alice?

He smiled and responded, "I just remembered to ask you."

"Okay, go to bed early." Alma hung up the phone.

Henrick stood where he was with the phone in his hand, his expression inscrutable.

The surveillance video of the hotels under Alwynn Group were kept and stored for a long time, and the videos from a few years ago would be copied and saved.

He had to go to the hotel. As long as he watched the video, he would know what had happened that year.

After making up his mind, he felt much more relieved. If he had wronged her that year, he would have bravely faced all this.

Back then, he was still young. Firstly, he was afraid of facing the matter. Secondly, he didn't know what he was afraid of. In short, he didn't want anyone to know about it.

After returning home, Alice took a rest for a while and went to take a shower. After coming out, she dried her hair, applied her skin care products, and made herself a cup of herbal tea. Then, she sat on the sofa and made a video call to her son and daughter.

"Mom, Mom, when will you come back?" Juliet asked unhappily.