Although Elaine and Lisa are extremely curious and want to stay and eavesdrop.
Lisa, as a social slave, was too afraid of her boss, while Elaine felt that given her interdependent relationship with Begonia, the gossip would sooner or later reach her ears.
So with a hint of arrogance and fearlessness, the two supporting characters obediently left the stage.
The only people left in the huge conference room are Begonia who is caught by Celeste, and Celeste who had finally caught Begonia.
Begonia looked at Elaine's back despair.
She wanted to yell, "This is the Celeste you are so curious about! Don't you want to watch the fun? Stay! You useless girlfriend! "
Celeste had so many things to say at the moment, but they were like a traffic jam, stuck in his heart.
In the end, it just turned into one sentence, "I miss you!"
These words came so suddenly that the heart defense that Begonia had obviously done a lot of psychological preparation seems as weak as paper.
Now that Celeste had a start, he finally regained some of the calmness that he was so proud of.
"Over the years, I have returned to this city to look for you many times, but the villa has been sold, your phone is always turned off, and you never reply to my messages. Are you... okay?"
Begonia lowered her head, and Celeste could only see the back of her stubborn head.
Begonia once had long black hair that was well maintained and had big wavy curls. She was very charming and the hair was Begonia's favorite.
But now, Begonia had her hair tied up with a hairpin, which gave her a kind of casual and relaxed beauty thanks to her good looks.
If it were someone else, people would probably think that she had done it in two seconds when she got up late in the morning.
Begonia used to pursue quality in her clothes. She would wear silk in the summer and cashmere in the winter.
But now, Begonia was wearing a somewhat prickly coat and jeans. It didn't look ugly, but it was definitely not Begonia's taste.
The less Begonia spoke, the more anxious Celeste became.
"What happened? What creditor did you just mention? Did you come to B-C company because of me?"
Begonia suddenly sneered.
"Don't act like you know nothing. You are just playing a prank today to get back at me! You feel good, don't you? Does it make you feel better? Yes, I dumped you back then. It was a consensual relationship. I paid the breakup fee, right? What else are you dissatisfied with? Are all men so petty?"
Celeste was completely confused by what Begonia said. This was very different from the scene he had imagined of seeing each other again.
"Begonia..."
"Don't call me so intimately, we are broken up and we are just strangers!"
Begonia tried to pull her hand away but failed, so she used more force. Celeste was afraid that she would hurt herself, so he didn't dare to resist her and quickly let go.
Begonia pulled his hand back, rubbed his wrist, and stared at Celeste like a wounded little animal.
"I'm sorry, did I hurt you? I was just afraid that you..."
"I'm leaving! Get out of the way." Celeste was interrupted by Begonia before he could finish his words.
"Or do you need me to call the police?"
It is a good day for Celeste to find Begonia but it is also a bad day that the hedgehog-like Begonia is something Celeste had never imagined for their re-meet.
Although Begonia used to be as proud as a white swan with her chest puffed out, she had never been so wary of Celeste. It was as if all the privileges Celeste had in Begonia's eyes had disappeared, and he had become a stranger, or even a disgusting person.
This thought made Celeste's heart suddenly ache.
"You can come in and out of my door at any time, whether here or anywhere else!" Celeste finally stepped aside.
"I just want to tell you that I have returned back and will never leave." Celeste opened the door of the conference room next to him, with only his hand still on the door handle.
"I don't know why you abandoned me, but in the past few years, I have been very clear. Even if you abandon me, I still want to be by your side. So this time when I return, I just want to find you! Even God is helping me."
"No, God is not helping you!" Begonia shook his head indifferently.
"Celeste, living your own life well is the best outcome for both of us. I will no longer expect anything on you. We are no longer related. I have made this very clear five years ago."
Begonia walked forward until she reached Celeste's holding door.
"Get out of the way!"
"Is it because of my hesitation that I'm late? Is it because I was absent from everything you've been going through over the years? I'm sorry, I couldn't come back in time. I made too many mistakes in the past. You..." Celeste's voice could even be considered a whisper, a man speaking to a woman.
"What has happened cannot be changed, Celeste! You should realize this, because it is useless to see again to what you have missed."
Begonia pulled Celeste's hand away. Their fingers were once closely intertwined, but now, there was only a heavy touch.
Celeste was no longer able to stop Begonia and could only look at her back greedily.
Celeste had imagined many scenes of reuniting with Begonia, but each one was different from today.
Begonia has changed.
Celeste discovered that he had changed as well.
Once, he was surrounded by Begonia's love and thought he was the emotional controller. It was not until Begonia's suddenly withdrew that Celeste realized that he had become a slave to Begonia's love.
How horrible and terrifying!
In the past, everyone said that Begonia was Celeste's bootlicker, and that it was Begonia who used money and took advantage of Celeste's mother's illness to force Celeste to accept her.
But, who knows, money is just an excuse. If it wasn't for Begonia's perseverance that broke Celeste's defenses, if Celeste wasn't willing, how could he let Begonia enter his world.
Celeste knows that there is only a fine line between love and hate.
Celeste didn't know whether he loved or hated Begonia more!
Celeste only knew that his heart seemed to have stopped beating, and when he saw Begonia again, he begins to respond fiercely!
Begonia, you can't run away.