My Love, Enlighten me

Chapter 387 The Most Complicated Person

Edith Hall rubbed her arm, “I’m really not used to the way you call each other right now. There is Miss Taylor on the left and Mr. Clarke on the right.”

She shook her head, “Even a TV drama will not go this far.”

Gloria Taylor smiled, “It’s nothing. Mr. Clarke and I are no different from strangers now.”

Edith Hall remembered that Gloria Taylor had just said that Kenny Clarke was smart.

“Kenny Clarke is so smart that he doesn’t even look like a human being.” Edith Hall didn’t want to talk about him anymore. She changed the topic, “I have some photos from the past. I’ll send it to you. See if you can remember something from the past.”

“Okay.” Gloria Taylor nodded, “Thank you.”

“What are you thanking me for? We’ve known each other for years!” Edith Hall shook the car keys on her fingers, “You really don’t want me to send you home?”

Gloria Taylor shook her head, “No. You can go.”

She wouldn’t let Edith Hall send her home. So, Edith Hall had to leave first.

When she drove the car away, Gloria Taylor took a taxi.

She originally wanted to go back immediately, but there was a traffic jam, so the driver diverted and took another road passing through James Moore’s psychological clinic.

Gloria Taylor got off at the clinic.

As soon as she entered the building, the receptionist smiled and asked, “Hello. Do you have an appointment?”

“No. I’m looking for someone.” Gloria Taylor looked inside.

This was first visit to the clinic. The clinic was decorated warmly, like home and it looked very new.

The receptionist asked politely, “Who are you looking for?”

“James Moore.”

The receptionist’s eyes changed subtly. She looked at Gloria Taylor involuntarily and asked, “Do you want to see Dr. Moore? May I have your surname, please?”

Although her tone was very polite, but it was full of inquiry.

Gloria Taylor heard from James Moore before that the clinic was very small. So, if she had nothing to do, she could come visit him.

Now, it seemed that James Moore was busy that she needed to make an appointment before meeting him.

“If he is busy right now, I can wait. There is nothing urgent anyway.” She just stopped by to have a look. Since he was busy, she couldn’t stay any longer.

The receptionist didn’t say much.

This time, she heard footsteps coming over accompanied by a conversation.

She turned her head and saw James Moore coming out with two other people.

Next to him was a middle age woman and next to the middle age woman was a teenage boy.

She was probably a mother who took her son to meet a psychiatrist.

When James Moore looked up, he saw Gloria Taylor. He was obviously dazed. He said something to the middle age lady and asked his assistant to send her out. Then, he walked toward Gloria Taylor.

He approached her and asked with concern, “Why are you here? What happen?”

The receptionist’s face looked silly when she saw James Moore was full of concern toward Gloria Taylor.

The young and promising Dr. Moore was not single?

Without waiting for Gloria Taylor to speak, James Moore reached out and grabbed her shoulder, “Let’s go inside.”

She was not used to this gesture. As soon as they entered his office, she backed away and shrugged his arms off her shoulder.

James Moore didn’t care. He poured a cup of warm water for Gloria Taylor.

“Thank you.” she took the cup, “I actually… just passed by. I came to see you, that’s all.”

“Where did you go?” he asked.

“I had a meal with a friend.” this statement was half true and half false.

Gloria Taylor had no friends now. James Moore guessed, “Miss Hall?”

“Hm.” she nodded.

She held the cup with her fingers continuously tapping on it. She looked awkward.

James Moore looked at her quietly and found that she couldn’t hide her emotions in front of people she trusted.

He sat down opposite her and asked in a relaxed tone, “Did you only come out for a meal? Did you not go shopping? Did you meet any paparazzi this time?”

Gloria Taylor told him last time she went out with Edith Hall, they met paparazzi.

Gloria Taylor pondered and asked, “James, did you… and Mr. Clarke know each other before?”

“Who told you that?” James Moore looked up.

He was so straightforward, she didn’t know how to speak.

He looked very kind hearted.

Gloria Taylor felt bad for doubting him.

When James Moore saw that she didn’t speak, he said seriously, “It was Miss Hall telling you this, right?”

She bit her lips, “She did say something to me.”

James Moore seemed to have predicted it. He didn’t even ask what exactly she told her. He just asked, “Do you believe her?’

“I don’t think she’s lying to me.” Gloria Taylor believed Edith Hall.

“That’s it, then.” James Moore laughed, “Since you think you can believe her, then she must be trustworthy.”

His words made her even confused.

She felt like she and James Moore didn’t get along like fiancés, more like confidants.

Living together was no different from being roommates. Itw as natural to get along casually, without warmth nor ignorance.

Gloria Taylor hesitated and asked, “Are we really fiancés?”

When James Moore heard this, his face was much lighter and his tone was uncharacteristically playful, “Do you think we’re fiancés?”

“No.” she shook her head.

He laughed.

He stood up and asked, “Do you want to go back now or go back together later? If you want to leave now, I can call a taxi for you.”

He changed the subject simply and rudely. Gloria Taylor saw it.

Gloria Taylor felt that there was an implicit meaning behind his question.

James Moore was the first person she saw after she woke up.

He should someone she was the most familiar with right now.

But, she vaguely felt that he was the most complicated person.

He patted her on the shoulder comfortingly, “Don’t think too much. Just let things flow.”

She didn’t say much. She just nodded and said, “I’ll go back with you in the evening.”

She didn’t have much to do at home anyway.

James Moore ordered an afternoon tea for her and took her to the longue next to the office.

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Gloria Taylor could her the conversation in a low voice, but she couldn’t hear what they were saying clearly.

However, she was curious. After all, it was other people’s privacy.