Sweet Love

October goes by along with the endless rain and the shrouding icy chill in the City Marea.

Macy Downey is driving into a high-end apartment community downtown, where her ex-boyfriend, Eliot Penn’s apartment is located.

She desperately needs money and evidence at the moment so as to get rid of the financial crisis of her family business. Her father was arrested and her mum’s health condition got worsened for the crises. Besides Eliot, she can’t think of anyone to ask for help.

Her mind had lingered on her situation until she came to herself before she pushes the door to enter.

Unlike the damp and cold staircase, the entire apartment is enfolded by the soothing heat. On the floor, clothes are scattering, including men’s business suits and women’s lingerie.

Macy pauses, stretches her arm to reach the unlatched door, and pushes it.

“Oh my god! Who are you?” Screams the lady on the bed inside, who speedily grabs a quilt to cover her chest.

The ultimate moment of joy is therefore ruined by this incidence. Eliot lets out his anger with his swearing and turns his head over to the door. Seeing Macy’s presence and her pale face, Eliot is startled and he asks: “How come you are here?”

Macy feels disgusted with these two naked bodies in front of her, but she still tries to put on a smile and says, “Eliot, could you spare some time for me please? We need to talk.”

“For what?”

missy from the Downey’s came for

in the back of her palm to maintain her calmness. “Eliot, I really need your help right now. Could you please lend me some money for the sake of our previous relationship? I

“Our previous relationship?”

you lost your memory? You said you would never have any connection with me the last time you broke up with me. Why

or the rubbish business of

“Eliot…”

Eliot cut off their conversation. “I am very busy now. Either you get out by yourself or you stay and have fun

of her. Her pride has been fiercely smashed. Knowing it will not help to keep trying at the moment, she leaves without a

her lips shakily, numbly staring

black Maybach sedan

the front seems to be the second young master’s girlfriend,

“Is that her?”

his attention from his documents to the slim lady in the rain outside his car. A touch

high-spirited and glamorous, now gains a more