Ice and Fire

Chapter 717 Greg's Old Lover Comes Back (Part Two)

Cassie doubted him. Before coming here, she had heard a great deal about Francis. 'How is it

possible? Old habits die hard. I don't think he can change so soon after coming to this city, ' she

mused.

"You heard me," Francis An said firmly,"I haven't made any friends here yet since I never went out to

any clubs."

Francis' explanation convinced Cassie slightly. "I see. You won't create any trouble again, will you?"

she asked, with a worried look.

"I don't know. That depends on the women in this city," Francis answered. He had no idea what was

going to happen in his life now. He was going to start a new life here, but he wasn't sure if it was the life

he had wanted.

"Anyway, keep a low profile and behave yourself here. When you were abroad, my Dad and Uncle

could help you clean up your mess. But now, no one can help you. I'm not a big shot, so you can't

count on me. Be careful and don't create any trouble, okay?" Cassie warned. 'If he does get into

trouble, I don't know how to help him, ' she thought to herself.

"Don't worry about it. Before coming here, Dad had told me that he has some old friends here and they

are influential people. I have never met them before. But if we have any issues, we can tell my Dad. He

will ask them for help," Francis An responded. He wasn't worried about all that. 'I chose this city

because I am familiar with it. Otherwise I wouldn't have traveled so far out, ' he brooded.

"I know that you fear nothing," Cassie said laughing,"Let's eat, and then take me to the hotel."

"Okay," Francis An agreed.

After half an hour of eating some delicious food, Violet's hunger had disappeared. She touched her

stomach and looked at the leftovers on the table. There wasn't much food left.

"Are you full?" Greg asked, glancing at his wife dotingly.

"Yes, I am," Violet answered, and then took the napkin to wipe her mouth.

"How about you eat some more? It's not very nice to waste food," Greg suggested. He was worried that

his beloved woman might still be hungry.

"I couldn't eat any more than this even if I tried. Besides, it's not healthy to eat too much for dinner. I

might put on weight," Violet said.

"Fine, then drink some water," Greg said, handing her a glass of water.

"I'm going to the lady's room. I'll be back soon," Violet said.

"Okay," Greg nodded.

Violet rose from her seat and headed towards the bathroom.

Francis and Cassie had their meal silently.

"Francis, I'm done," Cassie said, as she put down the chopsticks.

"Are you sure? You barely ate anything," Francis An said. "You're not a model, so you don't need to

manage your weight. Eat some more."

He tried to add some food to Cassie's plate, but she stopped him.

"I am really full!" Cassie said immediately.

"Fine then," Francis An responded. Noting that Cassie had no intention of eating more, he gave up.

Putting down his chopsticks, he said,"Wait here. I need to go to the restroom. After that, I'll drive you to

the hotel, okay?"

"Okay," Cassie agreed.

In the washroom, Violet stood in front of the basin and looked at herself in the mirror. The reflection

showed a woman with tousled hair and no makeup. She didn't look anything like a highborn lady even

though she was dressed in high-end designer clothes. 'Perhaps I am just a common woman, ' she

mused.

Violet smiled slightly at her reflection and told herself, 'There is no need to compare yourself with the

others. Nothing matters as long as you believe that you're the best. And Greg loves you.'

And then Violet praised herself loud,"You are doing a fine job." After taking a deep breath, she

mumbled,"Keep it in mind that you're the best because you're always the one that Greg loves."

She laughed at the mirror and murmured in a satisfied tone,"Well, it's time to go back to the man you

love."

Violet turned around merrily, looked down at her clothes and walked towards the entrance.

Out of the blue, she bumped into something sturdy.

Caught unprepared, Violet took several steps backwards. Francis An fumed with rage at the small

accident.

"What the hell are you doing? Can't you see where you are going?" Francis snapped at Violet.

"How rude!" Violet retorted angrily, as she rubbed her head where she got hit. She lifted her head and

studied the furious man standing in front of her. She noticed that he had fair and smooth skin, which

she was envious of. If she hadn't met him like this, she would have asked him how he took such good

care of his skin. He had a pair of piercing eyes and short hair. All said, he looked cute. He was also NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

pretty tall with long, slender legs. Judging by his clothes, it seemed like he knew fashion and had a

good taste in apparel. 'Perhaps he prefers clothing made for male models or of Korean style, ' she

assumed.

"Are you done checking me out?" Francis asked in despise. He had noticed that the woman was

looking at him. He was irritated at how she was staring at him up and down.

"Are you kidding me? I wasn't looking at you," Violet argued. "This place is spacious enough. Now that

you can see me, why don't you avoid running into me anymore?" She glowered at him.

Francis gave a cold laugh. He remarked in contempt,"Why would I even look at an idiot like you?"

As soon as he finished his sentence, he intended to walk past Violet. 'It's a waste of my time talking to

such an ignorant, appearance-oriented woman, ' he thought.

"You're the idiot, not me. And you also look like a kept man," Violet seethed.

Francis An froze when he heard her calling him a kept-man. He swiftly turned around, grabbed Violet's

arms tightly and pushed her to the wall. The man's abrupt movement left Violet in shock.

Before Violet could realize what was going on, Francis was standing in front of Violet. He stretched out

and put his hands against the wall, leaving her no room to escape.