Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 353

Almost all people in the office building dispersed. She looked out at the darkness outside the window and stood up, ready to leave.

She didn't know why he could always dig out the last wound she wanted to cover in a few words even though she didn't want to have a tit for tat quarrel with Darren. Maybe it was because Scott had hurt her too much that the old Joan became what she was now.

She was sensitive, sharp and unreasonable.

He would definitely not take her out for today's date. Darren must have been pissed off by her words. He would never take her out for clothes. She rubbed her empty stomach and was ready to go home for instant noodles.

"It's only been a while. Are you getting impatient now?" The door of the elevator opened slowly. Darren in black walked out slowly. "You wear this to attend my grandfather's birthday party. Guess will

you be thrown out?"

Joan and Darren walked out of the house one after the other. Joan was not used to him driving in person.

Boss should always sit in the back. When a person was living under an eaves, he must have a sense of propriety to a boss. So Joan said, "How about I drive the car?"

"You drive? Are you jealous of me? Are you going to drive my car into the moat to kill me? "

It was fine if he didn't appreciate it. But was it necessary to look down upon her so much? Joan was too angry to talk. She fastened her seat belt, as if she were pulling at an enemy's braid.

Originally, she still had a little guilty in her heart. She was afraid that it would cost him too much money. And this time there was no guilty in her heart. She got out of the car and slammed the door hard. She just regretted that she didn't wear high heels. Otherwise, she could kick the car with her feet. She only hoped that the car's paint had been scratched a little.

After locking the car, he went to Joan and propped up his arm. "Come on, Mrs. Lu."

The Gu family was not a small and inexperienced family. Back then, she was also a rich and upper class lady. She often came to a luxurious shopping mall with three or two friends and bought a lot. As soon as she entered the shopping mall, she felt shy and drew back her hand, but it was firmly held by him.

"What's wrong, Miss Gu? You don't fear anything, do you? Why are you afraid of buying a dress today?"

She snorted for a while and said, "I don't want others to laugh at you."

Darren Lu was shocked by her words. He felt that this girl's heart was kind beyond his cognition. In so many years, he had seen countless women, but none of them was so kind as to give so much thought for others.

He said in a soft voice, "Nobody dares to look down upon my girlfriend." His right hand covered the back of Joan's hand, which was attached to his left elbow. They looked as determined as an intimate couple.

They just walked by a few shops, but Joan noticed that all the shop assistants widened their eyes in surprise. The last time Darren came here was five years ago, and the one standing next to him at that time was not her.

Since the reports on him were published on newspapers and media, the rest of his personal life had been handed over to his assistant. He never came in person, because his size, color and style had given to her assistant.

They shifted their eyes from Darren to Joan. This woman was wearing jeans and sneakers, which were even less expensive than the work clothes they wore. Why could she be loved by Darren?

She turned around but accidentally stepped on the hemline of her dress. As a result, she lost her center of gravity and fell back. A saleslady near her screamed, but it was too late to support her.

However, she didn't feel the pain as she expected. She didn't fall into the ground but was held into a man's arms with a light lemon tobacco smell. At the same time, Darren caught hold of her and looked down at her silently.

"So active and so dumb. How old are you, Mrs. Lu?"

She saw the jeer in the corner of his eyes. She hooked his neck with great strength to stand straight, but the hands around her waist did not loosen.

He got close to her ear and whispered, "you are too thin. A woman with breasts and butt will look pretty in a gown."

Screw you! She pushed him away heavily and kept some distance from him. He was really so annoying. Was this a sentence of concern? Or he was making fun of her? Her face blushed. She didn't want to be laughed at.

The breathtaking scene convinced the salesman that Joan was not a common woman.

"Miss Lu, Mr. Lu picked these for you when you were changing your clothes. Let me take you to the dressing room.."

So many pajamas. When she touched the smooth fabric, she whispered in his ear, "Just one piece is enough."

"There will be many banquets like this in the future. Are you going to wear this one wherever you go?"