Cold CEO Pampering Wife Diary

Hearing this, Yvonne couldn't help but shed tears. Perhaps this was the best result for both of them. Perhaps she would not get
hurt if she ran away earlier before falling deeper.
"I will move tomorrow." Yvonne choked with sobs.
"It's up to you!" Cary put on his thick armor again and strode out of the door, leaving Yvonne in the empty house.
After he left, Yvonne finally cried out. The gift she gave Cary was still on the table, the light shone on it just like his bright eyes.
Carrying the guitar, Bess walked aimlessly on the street. She didn't know where to go, but she unconsciously went to the old
street where she used to hang out. The fleeting memories with Jack rushed into Bess's mind, the green, beautiful, childish and
rash life, which made her almost want to see him right away.
However, now Bess could only capture some unforgettable memories with the familiar scene. She sighed deeply, keeping the
sadness in the bottom of her heart.
There were several familiar words catching her eyes, "Dream Bar." She often came to this bar along with Jack in the past, and
one of her favorite singers stayed in this city for only three months because she had gone to many cities and would soon go to
more cities, she said she was having a trip and singing during the trip.
Bess was deeply touched by the singer who unscrupulously spoke out her dream, and her pursuit of dream was really dazzling,
which was something Bess had never expected and had never seen before. That's why she stayed in the bar with Jack for three
months and that was the happiest time in her life.
But now, things were totally different. But nobody was to be blamed.
Holding a guitar, Bess stood at the door, thought for a while, and finally walked in with her head down. She was homeless now. It
would better for her to stay wherever she could stay now.
There were very few people in the street, and the noisy scene was no longer exist. Bess couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
"Boss, can I sing here?" Bess said to the man who was a little familiar in the bar counter.
The man looked at Bess up and down, and then said indifferently, "OK, you can sing, but few people will listen to you."
Looking at those people scattered on the ground, Bess didn't care about them but just want to sing to herself, "Thank you, boss."

Bess walked towards the stage which she had wanted to stand on before, she sat on the chair and picked up the guitar. She
then adjusted the microphone and checked the tone. After that, she started to play and sing.
Several people under the stage were attracted by her, and the lazy voice sounded in the bar.
"I thought if I read a novel
I can see the color of love
What kind of life is this
We'll stay in our desert and get lost
Waiting for the time to pass
If you act like the weather, who're always neither cold nor hot to me
I can't just keep silent
Love is just a fragile thing that can be easily broken
You should seize the opportunity
It's all our fault
What do we expect for if we have happiness
Until one day the flowers regret to bloom
The past is the happiest thing in the world
Even God is to blame for missing the opportunity
We have to create a happy ending and share it with each other
Everyone was like the scenery of others
When I am alone, I'm lonelier at that time. "

The boss, who was casually wiping the glasses on the bar counter, was also attracted by the voice of Bess. He stopped his work
and looked at the girl who was singing softly with a guitar in her arms. She was wearing a simple white T-shirt, the soft light
shone on her face and she was easily humming, as if to sing the sadness and loneliness in her heart.
It was already ten o'clock when Jack finished his work in the clinic, it was already dark outside. He closed the door and walked
towards the street. There were only street lights on the street, and he parked himself under one of the street lamps. He looked
up at the moon in the sky and wondered, 'where could Bess be?'
When the song was finished, the bar burst into applause, but Bess didn't care at all. She stood up from the chair, put the guitar
on her back and was about to go out of the bar.
"You sing very well." The owner of the bar called Bess, "Can you come here often in the future?"
"Thank you. I'll visit you as often as I can." said Bess, smiling brilliantly at the owner of the bar.
Music seemed to have become a part of her life, it seemed that it had begun from a long time ago. She was a little bit pleased
when she heard others' recognition. Looking around the familiar bar, Bess turned around and walked out slowly. She had
nowhere to go now.
Seeming to have recalled something, Bess took out her cell phone from her pocket and opened the text message sent by Cary.
As expected, she found the address of Jack. 'Cary was quite smart and scheming.' Bess quickly went to the side of the road,
beckoned a taxi and asked the driver to send her in according to the address on the mobile phone.
'Jack, I don't want to miss the chance to be with you. No matter how hard I have to try this time, I won't let you leave me.'
Jack walked on the street one circle after another, he didn't know where to find her.
There were fewer and fewer people on the street, Jack then walked towards the community where he lived. When he was about
to go upstairs, a familiar voice came from the side.
"Please, please wait a little longer. I never ask for trouble, and this is indeed my boyfriend's neighborhood." Said Bess in a
coquettish manner, she wanted the driver to wait a little longer.
"I asked you to call your boyfriend, but you didn't. How can I trust you if you don't call him? You made me accompany you here at
midnight, now I don't want your money any more. Just let me go, okay?" The driver was totally speechless, since he had been

waiting for the girl for more than two hours, but she didn't allow him to leave, and the bigger problem is that she even didn't have
any money. Such a strange girl!
"No, I have to prove my innocence to you. I didn't mean to cheat you." Bess stood in front of the car and didn't let the driver go
away. In fact, she was only a little afraid of being alone.
Jack approached the girl slowly, the dim light shone on her body, and the familiar side face came into his eyes. His heart missed
a beat, and he stopped and looked at Bess, lost in thought. Was it in his dream? The girl who wore a white T-shirt and a guitar
stood no difference from the girl six years ago.
"Hey, little girl, is he your boyfriend?" The driver saw Jack was approaching and said to Bess as if he had seen a savior.
Hearing the driver's words, Bess saw Jack, who was froze behind them.