"Mr. Kevin, welcome! I haven't seen you around here in so long."
Despite the manager's overt enthusiasm, Kevin remained indifferent—he didn't even spare the
manager a glance.
Anne skimmed the restaurant with her eyes, noticing that the restaurant was rather cozy instead of
grand and magnificent. While the place was undoubtedly sophisticated, its ambience seemed to be
tailored to couples on romantic dates.
"Mr. Kevin, I've already prepared your table for you. Do you want your usual orders?" The manager
remained as devoted and spirited as ever despite Kevin's less than warm response.
"Yes, the usual," Kevin answered plainly as he led the way to the private room.
"Okay, let me call on a waiter to serve you now." The manager continued to tail Kevin around.
Kevin was more than used to this kind of treatment which could explain why he seemed impatient. He
drew his brows together as he asked rather rudely,
"What are you still doing here? Are you waiting for me to treat you to a meal?"
"No, no, no. Mr. Kevin, please enjoy your meal. I'm leaving now. If you need anything, please call me
and I'll assist you."
Noticing Kevin's displeasure, the manager hurriedly left.
Anne, Kevin, and Cherry began to eat their meal in the private room—the atmosphere was admittedly a
little awkward.
Anne resorted to keeping her head down as she ate her steak. She wasn't in the mood to see Kevin
and Cherry showing off their relationship to her face. She shrank back, pretending as if she didn't even
exist.
Kevin frowned slightly when he noticed Anne scarfing down her food, barely chewing it.
He began to cut up several pieces of his steak.
After he was finished, he scooped it up and placed them on Anne's plate.
"Slow down. Don't act like this is your first time eating in years. Other people might think I'm not treating
you well."
Despite Anne's rather unpolished eating habits, he found himself amused and endeared more than
anything.
Anne glanced at the cut-up steak on her plate. Something flickered across her eyes as she looked at
Kevin in shock.
Did he really cut up the steak for her? Since when was he so considerate?
She was at a loss. He'd never treated her like this before.
"Are you out of your mind?"
Kevin couldn't help but chuckle when he saw the look on Anne's face. Her eyes were wide as saucers
and her mouth gaped open. Was she that moved?
At the thought of this, he broke out into a huge smile.
His good looks together with the warm smile took Anne aback, who was utterly mesmerized for a
moment.
He was an excellent and handsome man who could make any woman fall in love with him.
She had to pinch herself out of her daze. She had to remind herself that if she continued this, Cherry
would definitely make her regret it.
Instinctively, she glanced at Cherry who, as expected, was side-eyeing her sharply.
Cherry's threats suddenly echoed in her mind. She pushed the steak towards Kevin and said coolly,
"Thanks for your concern, Mr. Kevin. But shouldn't you be doing this for your sweetheart instead of me?
We shouldn't be doing anything that would make people misunderstand your intimate behavior towards
me."
Kevin scowled at her. 'Did she refuse me again?'
"Anne!" he hissed, visibly seething. No woman had ever dared to refuse him so many times.
"Yes, Mr. Kevin?" Anne said calmly, seemingly unfazed. Inwardly, her heart was pounding in her chest.
"Anne, don't try me." 'Damn it! Why is she acting as if nothing had just happened? She has no right to
turn me down.'
"Mr. Kevin, you're thinking way too much of this. I'm full."
She kept her composure as she looked him in the eye. Despite knowing full well that he was pissed,
she still stood her ground.
"Kevin..."
Cherry wasn't stupid—she knew Kevin was angry because Anne had refused him which could only
mean that he cared about Anne. She couldn't help but feel uneasy.
"Humph!"
Snorting, Kevin stood up and walked away. 'Damn it, I can't even look at her face right now. I'm so mad
that I want to strangle her to death at the sight of her.'
"Kevin, where are you going?" Cherry hurriedly followed behind him only to have the door of the private
room slammed shut to her face.
She immediately turned her head to look at Anne, her eyes instantly turning cold.
"Just because he cut up the steak for you doesn't mean he's in love with you. He's merely concerned
about the baby."
She refused to admit that Kevin did that because he cared about Anne.
"Mr. Kevin has nothing to do with me. Don't worry. I won't do anything."
Anne knew that Cherry made it a point to sabotage her because of her fear that Kevin would fall out of
love with her.
She had to keep up the pretense of being unconcerned as a way to protect herself and the baby.
"Why should I worry? Don't you know that I'm the only woman that Kevin loves? What should I worry
about? Do you think you'll be with Kevin forever?"
Sneering, Cherry glared at Anne. The viciousness in her eyes was undeniable.
"Really? If you're so secure about your relationship with Kevin, why are you always targeting me? Isn't
it because you're afraid that Kevin will fall in love with me?"
Anne taunted. While she knew that there was no chance that Kevin would fall in love with her, she
knew better than to let Cherry get to her.
"Stop talking nonsense. I'm not the least bit worried that Kevin will fall in love with you. If anything, I'm
pretty sure he's disgusted by the mere sight of you. Why the hell would he fall in love with you?"
Cherry spat. She had to remind herself how many times Kevin had misunderstood Anne to assure
herself that Anne did not stand a chance with him.
"The only reason why Kevin and I have so many misunderstandings is because of you. I really want to
see how he's going to react if he finds out the truth about you. Would he still even love you?"
Anne's hatred for Cherry was burning inside her. Cherry was an evil woman who always threw Anne
under the bus.
"Even if Kevin doesn't love me, he will never love you. If I were you, I'd make up an excuse to leave the
villa. As soon as you give birth to that baby, I better not see your face anymore or I'll make sure to
teach you a lesson."
It was obvious that Kevin's attitude towards Anne was changing. Cherry had to get rid of her
competition as soon as possible. If this went on, Kevin could fall in love with Anne. She couldn't let that
happen.
"You don't need to tell me to leave. I'll do that on my own."
Anne had been wanting to leave that hellish villa for so long. If she did then she wouldn't have to deal
with Cherry and Kevin every single day anymore.
She had grown tired of Cherry's hypocrisy. With that, she turned and left the room.
When she arrived at the car, Kevin still seemed furious.
She got inside the car in silence. She figured it was better to just not say anything, not wanting to cause
any more trouble.
However, this only enraged Kevin further. Was he invisible? Why didn't she even look at him?
"Get out!" He roared as he slammed his fist on the steering wheel.
'It's like she knows exactly how to piss me off!'
"Okay," she answered simply as she opened the door.
Considering Kevin's unpredictable behavior, she reckoned it was safer to keep some distance from him
for now.
"Come on! I told you to get out and you actually do it?"
Kevin bellowed. He felt like he was losing his mind. 'I don't know what to do with this damn woman!'
"……"
She found herself at a loss for words. 'Could he get any crazier?' she thought to herself.
"Mr. Kevin, do you want me to stay in the car or get out of the car?" she asked coolly, trying to restrain
herself.
"Anne, I want you to answer me right now and tell me the truth. Do you love me or not?"
He swiftly turned his head and eyed her sharply. He was done with her playing hard to get. Once and
for all, he wanted to hear from her mouth if she loved him or not.
She averted her gaze, feeling as if he could see right through her. Panic welled up inside her as her
heart beat rapidly.
Yes, she loved him!
But he didn't love her.
He only loved Cherry.
"This question is meaningless. I don't want to answer it." She refused to admit it. Even if she did, it was
pointless.
"Answer my question!"
he snapped. Why was it so difficult for her to answer this question?
"Mr. Kevin, I think you should talk about this with your mistress, not me. I'm just your wife on paper after
all."
Was that all there was to their relationship? A mere agreement? A meaningless contract? Once the
agreement was over, they would part ways.
He knew perfectly well what she meant. When he recalled how she constantly brought up the divorce,
he grew furious again.
'Why is she so excited to divorce me?' Any woman would kill to be with him yet she couldn't wait to get
away from him.
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