Chapter 17
“I thought you’d end up with Mr. Swanson. I didn’t expect you to get married so suddenly,” someone in the crowd suddenly said with a sigh.
At this remark, many people agreed, “I also thought Ines and Mr. Swanson were a perfect match.”
Hearing this, Ines’s looked uncomfortable. She looked up and saw Aaron’s gaze from a distance. Their eyes met before they both looked away.
Martha pretended to cough, covering her mouth with her hand, and said, “Let’s not talk about that anymore. Ines is married now, so let’s leave those things in the past.”
“Oh, Ines, when are you guys having the wedding? Don’t forget us when the time comes. The single ladies need to catch the bouquet, so that we can get married too.”
Just as Ines was about to reply, her phone rang. It was a call from Ethan.
Ines apologized and answered the call, “Hello?”
“Have you finished handing over your work? I’m here to pick you up for lunch,” Ethan’s voice was so deep and charming. Whenever she heard his voice, Ines’s heart would beat uncontrollably, “Almost done.”
“I’m already downstairs.”
“Wait a moment. I’ll be down in five minutes.”
A group of people suggested going down to meet Ethan when they figured out it was him on the phone. Ines couldn’t refuse and let them follow her.
Today, Ethan was dressed casually in a beige long coat. He looked cool and stylish.
Despite the distance and the bustling crowd, Ines spotted him as soon as she looked up.
Ines’s colleagues also saw Ethan and couldn’t help but exclaim.
“Oh my god, Ines, is that your husband? He’s so handsome.”
“Now I understand why you got married so quickly. If it were me, I’d have made a swift decision too. Such handsome guys are hard to come by.”
Ines’s ears turned slightly red when she heard “husband.” She didn’t reject the title but felt a strange emotion stirring in her heart. She was not quite sure what it was.
Ethan saw them coming and instinctively took the bag from Ines’s hands. This action seemed well–practiced.
Ines felt warm inside. She smiled and introduced her colleagues to Ethan.
Ethan nodded politely to everyone, not overly enthusiastic nor rude, “Hello, everyone. I’m Ines’s husband, Ethan Meyer. Nice to meet you all.”
“Mr. Meyer, now that you’ve taken the firm‘ beauty away, shouldn’t you express your gratitude?” someone half–jokingly said. “Yeah, yeah, Mr. Meyer, we want to celebrate with drinks.”
“The wedding banquet might still be a while away, but today I’d like to treat you all to a meal to thank you for taking care of Ines.”
So, what was meant to be a lunch for two turned into a group gathering. Ethan booked a table at a nearby restaurant. Someone suggested inviting Aaron, and Ines felt too embarrassed to refuse. She couldn’t get through to Aaron’s phone; she was relieved.
