Flash Marriage Makes A Perfect Match

At noon, Allyce went to the company canteen for lunch.

Just as she entered, she noticed that some people were secretly looking at her and talking about something.

When Allyce looked, these people quickly looked away and pretended to be eating.Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Allyce thought of something.

He pulled out his phone and scrolled through the news.

When you clicked on it, you saw a news item about Izar, marked “hot”.

And the headline made her squint.

-Izar’s best friend is revealed, and it’s …

He clicked and a short video appeared of Izar being interviewed by a journalist.

“Yes, I’m very good friends with the executive director of Moon Culture, we’ve known each other before”.

In the video, Itzal smiled sweetly and appeared gentle, looking extraordinarily touching.

“Snap!”

Allyce put the phone down with a click on the dining room table.

Mentally, he felt nothing but anger.

Izar’s bitch!

Could she be more shameless?

Allyce lost her appetite for food and got up before heading out the door.

He went to a corner where no one was around, took out his phone, dialled a series of numbers and called.

The phone only rang twice before it was answered.

“Severo, can you control your fiancée? Don’t let her bite like a dog whoever she catches. I’m sure that’s something you, as president of the LK Group, have the means to do!”

Allyce had just seen the news and was furious with Izar.

But Severo was the first thing that came to his mind.

He thought he had long since forgotten, but when he pressed the number, he still pressed it unconsciously.

Now that she had calmed down, she felt she had been too melodramatic.

He was about to hang up the phone when he heard Severo’s voice asking him: “Have you eaten?

As if he was afraid to hang up, he added: “I haven’t had lunch yet, so why don’t we meet and eat together while we talk, I’ll book a table right away.

Allyce then heard a keystroke on the other end of the phone.

Allyce now calmed down and coldly said no, “No, I don’t think so”.

Severo was silent for a moment before continuing, “Well, okay, I can come to your office and find you.

The threat in the words was clear.

A big fish like Severo would attract attention wherever he appeared.

Although no one knew she had been married to Severo, she had just arrived in Lunar Culture and it would be difficult to know if she was entangled with Severo.

“Send me the address, and make it quick, I’m busy”.

Allyce said coolly and hung up the phone.

Severo listened to the busy tone coming from his phone with a surprising pleasure between his features.

Although he had used inadequate methods, the purpose had been achieved, hadn’t it?

It just never occurred to him that one day he would have to use this method with Allyce as well ….

…

It was an hour after Allyce arrived at the restaurant that Severo had booked.

He had been delayed in his departure by an urgent document which he had taken care of at short notice.

There was also some traffic on the road, so I was a full hour late.

“I’m coming.

Severo heard the door open and didn’t look up, he just said those two words.

His eyes were fixed on the screen of his phone, his hands holding the ends of the phone, a long finger on the screen of one hand, scratching rapidly.

Allyce was a little curious as to what he was doing, but didn’t poke her head in to see.

“Ask for whatever you want, I’ll finish this game first.” Severo looked at Allyce as he spoke.

A flash of surprise crossed Allyce’s eyes.

Severo was playing a game?

And with that look, it was obvious that he was a bit obsessed.

Allyce hadn’t eaten at lunch and was now a little hungry, so she opened the menu and began to order.

By the time he had finished ordering, Severo had already put the phone down.

“Have you finished writing?” asked Allyce.

Severo gave a quiet “yes”.

When the food was ready, he looked at his phone.

There was a new email in the mailbox of his game account, which read: “You have been reported by a player for spending too much time, and your reputation points will be deducted”.

Severo raised an eyebrow, deleted the email and just tossed the phone aside.

The two ate in silence.

Only Severo was still rambling.

He ate slowly and his eyes seemed to have legs of their own, unconsciously turning to Allyce.

I had really lost a lot of weight.

The fitted, turned work dress was a little loose, and her face was still delicate and dazzling, but her expression was a little numb.

It was not meant to be like this …

Severo lowered his eyes and barely ate a few bites before he felt he had lost his appetite.

Allyce ate quickly, but without appearing rude in her movements.

Once he had eaten, he took out the news and handed it to Severo: “I think you know well what my relationship with Itzal is, and this behaviour of his is causing me some distress, and I am a person who hates problems.

Allyce’s face was businesslike, giving off a very dry and cutting look.

Severo did not respond, reading the news expressionlessly and without speaking.

Only after a long moment did he speak: “OK, I’ll take care of it”.

Allyce moved her lips, thought of something, and said, “I think your fiancée must be very unhappy that we didn’t go through with the divorce, and that’s why she’s angry with me.”

Before the last word could fall, Severo’s face turned blue and he said: “No way”.

He spoke with some annoyance: “I would be engaged to her because grandfather was very ill at the time and wanted to …”.

“No need to explain, Severo!” interrupted Allyce as she jerked to her feet.

Every time these things were mentioned, he felt as if a hole would open up in his heart.

She repeated: “No need to explain, everyone is responsible for their own actions, I just want you to give me my freedom, I don’t want one day to become a joke to others, I don’t want to be the intruder that others say I am”.

A flash of sarcasm crossed her face as she thought of Esther’s words.

I didn’t want to hear an explanation.

Severo had been able to commit to Itzal then, for his grandfather; if he could commit once, he could commit a second time.

Maybe next time, it would be for her grandfather’s sake, against her.

The chauffeur was right, no one from a rich family is sincere.

Moreover, Severo is the one who will inherit the Solares family.

She could not afford to mess with him.

The son she lost was her fault, her negligence.

So he deserved to live with regrets.

On the other hand, Severo had chosen his grandfather and Itzal back then, and now Severo wanted to go back to her, but was too afraid to go near them.