Cold CEO Pampering Wife Diary novel Chapter 26

Hearing this, Yvonne couldn't help but shed tears. Perhaps this was the best result for both of them. Perhaps she would not get hurt if she ran away earlier before falling deeper.

"I will move tomorrow." Yvonne choked with sobs.

"It's up to you!" Cary put on his thick armor again and strode out of the door, leaving Yvonne in the empty house.

After he left, Yvonne finally cried out. The gift she gave Cary was still on the table, the light shone on it just like his bright eyes.

Carrying the guitar, Bess walked aimlessly on the street. She didn't know where to go, but she unconsciously went to the old street where she used to hang out. The fleeting memories with Jack rushed into Bess's mind, the green, beautiful, childish and rash life, which made her almost want to see him right away.

However, now Bess could only capture some unforgettable memories with the familiar scene. She sighed deeply, keeping the sadness in the bottom of her heart.

There were several familiar words catching her eyes, "Dream Bar." She often came to this bar along with Jack in the past, and one of her favorite singers stayed in this city for only three months because she had gone to many cities and would soon go to more cities, she said she was having a trip and singing during the trip.

Bess was deeply touched by the singer who unscrupulously spoke out her dream, and her pursuit of dream was really dazzling, which was something Bess had never expected and had never seen before. That's why she stayed in the bar with Jack for three months and that was the happiest time in her life.

But now, things were totally different. But nobody was to be blamed.

Holding a guitar, Bess stood at the door, thought for a while, and finally walked in with her head down. She was homeless now. It would better for her to stay wherever she could stay now.

There were very few people in the street, and the noisy scene was no longer exist. Bess couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

"Boss, can I sing here?" Bess said to the man who was a little familiar in the bar counter.

The man looked at Bess up and down, and then said indifferently, "OK, you can sing, but few people will listen to you."

Looking at those people scattered on the ground, Bess didn't care about them but just want to sing to herself, "Thank you, boss."

Bess walked towards the stage which she had wanted to stand on before, she sat on the chair and picked up the guitar. She then adjusted the microphone and checked the tone. After that, she started to play and sing.

Several people under the stage were attracted by her, and the lazy voice sounded in the bar.

"I thought if I read a novel

I can see the color of love

What kind of life is this

We'll stay in our desert and get lost

Waiting for the time to pass

If you act like the weather, who're always neither cold nor hot to me

I can't just keep silent

Love is just a fragile thing that can be easily broken