Love Coming from the Least Expected novel Chapter 462

“It’s my honor to be invited by Ansley. Don’t worry, I’ll definitely attend it.” Suppressing my excitement, I hung up the call after speaking to the assistant. Then, I walked to the mirror briskly, stared at my reflection, and slapped my cheek.

“It hurts! So I’m not dreaming!” Clutching my face, I blinked, still unable to react. “Oh my god! My painting has been chosen by Ansley and he’s inviting me to Anglandur to attend his art exhibition!”

I screamed and jumped onto the bed. Throwing the covers over me, I punched my pillows and yelled. After that, I buried my face into the pillows and burst out into wild laughter.

It’s like I’ve just struck the lottery! I’m overjoyed!

“This isn’t a dream! I’m going to an art exhibition! I’m so happy!”

A melodious ringtone sounded in the room for a while before I realized that someone was calling me. Climbing out of my bed, I grabbed the phone without even glancing at it and said happily, “Hello, this is Yvonne.”

“Hey, Eve, something bad happened. There’s an intruder in your relationship. Within ten minutes, come downstairs and I’ll bring you there,” yelled Sabrina through the phone.

I was puzzled. “What are you talking about? I’m the only one in the relationship. Where did the intruder come from?”

“Can’t there be newcomers? Dress up beautifully and come down quickly. Or else, I’ll teach you a good lesson,” threatened Sabrina.

“Fine, I’ll come down right now. Wait for a while!”

I rolled my eyes, not feeling anxious at all. Christopher would definitely not cheat on me. If he wanted to do that, he would not have invested so much effort and love in our relationship. Even if he wanted to find someone else, I did not have the right to refuse.

The car shot forward, causing my heart to pound rapidly. “Can you slow down, Sabby? I don’t want to die with you, not when you aren’t even my lover! I’m not even lesbian!”

“Hmph! Are you as thoughtful or strong as Zach? Can you even make me pregnant?” she yelled angrily. Even the man in the car beside us heard that.

He shook his head and sighed. “All the girls are lesbians now. Although I’m such a good catch, I’m still single. It’s such a pity that you’re such beautiful ladies!”

“Ms. Tanner, although you’re lesbian, I still admire your paintings a lot.” Someone poked his head out beside the driver’s seat and spoke to me seriously. He was Remington, a young painter who was famous in the country.

What else can I say? With an awkward look, I turned around and asked Sabrina, “Should we tell them that we are actually deeply in love? Our love surpasses everything in the world. Not even the forces of life and death can stop us. Should we ask them to give us their blessings?”