Chapter 3 Kiss After Divorce, Any Difference?

Charles Hockley frowned involuntarily. As he stopped, the two bodyguards who followed him also stopped. One of the bodyguards couldn't help twitching his mouth but didn’t retort Janice Simpson. Janice was bold enough. The boss just brought her out to discuss a contract, and she used such appropriate words to describe her relations with the boss, giving people the impression that she has an affair with Mr. Hockley. Charles Hockley turned his face to Janice and asked indifferently: "What’s the relationship between us?" "..." Janice was speechless, looking dumb, and then she chuckled faintly, "Charles..." “I don't want to hear it again.” The corner of Charles’s lips curled into a cold eclipse, and then he lifted his hand to break off Janice’s hand holding his arm. After he was completely released, he walked away. "Charles!" Janice called and hurried to chase after him. Ryan has been attracted by the sound. At the moment Charles left indifferently, he clearly saw the man knife-like face, which was similar to what he saw himself in the mirror everyday! His eyes lit up, and his spoon fell to the ground with a bang. "Mummy! That uncle looks just like me!" The child said loudly. With the cute boyish voices and his chubby face, Ryan immediately attracted many people’s attention, including Charles Hockley. Also it attracted Charles. The waiter had open the door for him, but instinctively he heard the voice of a boy, and then he paused and turned his head. He glanced across the origin of the voice, and then fell on the slender woman sitting beside the boy. "Who?" Rosemary was a little confused. "Him!" Ryan said and raised his finger in the direction of Charles. Following the direction Ryan pointed, Rosemary’s eyes passed all the way. When she saw the man’s face clearly, her hand holding the knife and fork clenched with a little strength, and her pretty face couldn't help but fade away a brightness at this moment. "Charles Hockley?" Rosemary said the name she had hidden in her heart for seven years word by word. At this second, she felt the scar of scabs in her heart were torn, and she felt the pain of tearing again. Seeing and making sure that the woman was Rosemary, Charles’s face seemed to be calm, without any expression. He stood there, with dark eyes and pale lips, a black suit with a simple white shirt, giving people an excellent business elite demeanor. The only change in his face was at the moment when Jack Lu turned back. The eyes of the two men are facing in the air. Charles’ fingers, holding the cigar, slowly tightened and put out the cigarette butt in his palm. Oh, after all these years, she still came together with this man? Moreover, it was a family of three, whose happiness was apparent, immersing in a harmony. His thin lips tightened and his smile was a little cold. He naturally noticed Ryan the naughty boy, but he had no interest in the kid she had with other men. "It’s been a long time..." Rosemary smiled faintly. She obviously did not expect that on the first day of her return to the country, she would actually meet her ex-husband Charles Hockley. "Mr. Hockley, I’ve heard a lot about you. I’m Jack Lu from Abroad Trade Group." Without waiting for Rosemary’s introduction, Jack has already pulled his chair to get up and reach out his hand. Rosemary wanted to stop Jack, but her voice seemed choking in the throat, and her heart tightened. Charles's gaze moved away from the woman’s face and landed on the hand that Jack held out to him. A thin cold sneer appeared over his lips. "I don’t seem to know you well." He curved his lips lightly, and the hands in his trouser pocket had no tendency to come out. It made Jack’s stretching hand stay embarrassed in the air.