My Love, Enlighten me

Chapter 201 The most shameless mistress.

Kenny suspended his hand with chopsticks in the air.

Then he put down the chopsticks in a hurry and was going to reach his phone but was stopped by Gloria.

“Carl Cook was on it now.”

Gloria did not want him to get back to work at this hour, so she told him that, while the fact was she did not know whether Carl could deal with it or not.

Yet Kenny still took it and then dialed the number of Carl.

Carl Cook just laid down after a busy day but got woken up. He picked the phone without a look at the number.

“Who the hell is this?!” He shouted.

“Me.” One word of Kenny and Carl was sober.

Carl softened his tone a lot and then said.

“Holy shit, my young master. Don’t you think it’s too late to call me right now? If you got that time, please do me a favor and check the whole thing of Si Chengyu, will you? Gloria has also been involved, and for that, I don’t even have time to sleep these days.”

Carl Cook and Kenny Clarke were close friends, and when it comes to important things, there will be straight talk

“And we don’t know what the one behind this want from us, but he clearly knew the relationship between you and Gloria, or he wouldn’t stick to Gloria like a goddamn chewed gum on the floor, leaving

us in this tricky situation.”

Kenny kept listening without a word, making Gloria unaware of what Carl was saying.

After Kenny hung up, they both sat there quietly and did not say anything for a long time.

“I met Si in the company today.” Gloria broke the silence.

Kenny heard the words and looked up at her suddenly with a frown unconsciously.

“Calm yourself down, I didn’t say a word about this,” Gloria said. “And he did not mention the news as well.”

“I’m full.” Kenny stood up.

While Gloria could no longer accept Kenny's avoidance, and she stood up and said to him loudly.

“Kenny Clarke. Stop making yourself a fool! You knew it was him but you just don’t tell me. why!?”

Gloria held these words for a long time.

Kenny got his back twitched, and then he looked back at her.

“I said I will deal with it.”

His eyes were cold, just like his voice.

Gloria shuddered subconsciously and opened her mouth but no word came out.

At this moment, she felt that Kenny was strange, cold, and alienated, or perhaps she had never walked into his heart.

She froze where she stood.

That night, the two of them were lying on the bed with their backs to each other without hugging or communicating...

...

The next day, Gloria went to work.

She didn't sleep well last night, so she went to the break room for coffee during the lunch break.

It was not until the water in the glass overflowed that Gloria returned from her thoughts.

After a sip of it, she took out her cellphone.

Today is Friday, but the blogger claiming to announce Gloria's identity did not post anything. That might be the result of the efforts of Carl and his team.

But before she opened the APP, Carl Cook called in.

She wondered why Carl called her for he should know Kenny would not be with her in such an hour.

“Gloria, where are you right now?” Carl was in anxiety and did not give her a chance to make a sound before he asked.

“I’m at work. The break room. Something wrong?”

“Stay there. I’m coming. And don’t hang up.” This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Carl, tell me what happened?”

“Wait till I see you.”

He was out of breath, Gloria could tell he was running.

She realized something happened to her.

Holding the line, her finger slid to the APP and clicked it open.

Ten seconds later, she stood there still, but with ear buzzing, head blank, and the room spinning.

There were her photos, everywhere in the Microblog.

The photo she made out with Kenny Clarke.

The photo she had dinner with Si Chengyu.

The photo she went in and out of Ding Sheng Entertainment.

And...the wedding photo of Clarke and Taylor.

Kenny Clarke and Anne Taylor.

Crack.

Her phone fell on the floor as Carl rushed in and saw it.

Yet Gloria went numb. She just stood there and kept her body unmoved, unaware of anyone.

Carl walked to her at a rapid pace and picked up her phone whose screen still lit and showed the wedding photo.

He knew it could strike her hard, but as for now, Carl had no time to comfort her.

“Let’s get out of here.” Carl held her arm and moved.

Security guarded the door and then walked them outside of the building while as they passed by, the employees all pointed fingers at Gloria and whispered.

Gloria felt like naked in a crowd.

Hot news was all about her now in the Microblog, and the first one was titled with the most shameless mistress.

From the time that she was forced to marry Kenny Clarke from the first place to now she became a mistress, Gloria did not know what had she done to deserve all these.

Why should she?