The president's seventh bride

Carlos drove his car to a chili noodle shop which was Dulcie's favorite place. Dulcie really liked to eat spicy food, every time when he came to this shop with her, he would get sweaty when eating the spicy food, but she seemed she didn't feel the food spicy at all. This noodle shop was near the University City. Carlos had not come for a long time. When he was on the senior year of college, it was here that he met Dulcie, a freshman. That day, the sun light went through the glass, she sat near the window inside, reading a book happily, laughing like a carefree child. In the afternoon, the sunshine, a beautiful girl laughing happily, this memory was deeply engraved in his mind.

Because of his family background, his appearance, he had been the Prince Charming for so many young girls from the middle school period, but he never liked any girl, because in his eyes, those girls who only daydreamed all day long, only made him feel bored. However, he met Dulcie, and completely had a crush on her.

Her enthusiasm, her outgoing nature, her cute and charming laugh, as well as her intelligence, these were the things that he could not see in other girls.

Naturally, they fell in love with each other, so deeply and so crazily.

The chili noodle shop was still so popular among students, and the reason for its popularity was that there was a wall on the right side of the noodle shop, which was filled with notes that remembered every student who grew from a student to an adult in the University City, some of which were wishes and some of which were secrets.

Dulcie also liked to write some notes that expressed her mood to paste on the wall, every time Carlos would make fun of her acting like a child, but after a few days, he always would secretly come to the shop alone, and found out her notes to see what she had written. "Sir, would you like to order some noodles?"

The owner of the noodle shop had changed, listening to his accent, he seemed to be a foreigner, but fortunately he still kept the wall that showed the traces of youth of students. The walls were still densely posted with colorful sticky notes.

"I would like to have a bowl of spicy noodles, please."

Carlos walked to the wall, in that large pile of sticky notes, he actually could find Dulcie's handwriting at the first glance. He had read all her notes, but at this moment he got the note in his hands, which seemed to be destined to be seen by him, but also was the only note that had not been seen by him. It was the declaration of her love to him.

"I used to love you so much, and still love you so much. I love you, but I can not be with you."

September 9, 2008, Dulcie.

Carlos's fingers trembled lightly, an inexplicable heartbroken feeling spread from the bottom of his feet all the way to his heart, he recalled the past time with Dulcie. He finally made the decision to move on yesterday, but now he was not sure.

The owner served the spicy noodles to him. He didn't know how he feel, he ate all the spicy noodles. For the first time, he did not feel it spicy, but only bitter.

What a day it was, on this day, when he was ready to forget the past, to forget the woman that he loved the most, he found out that Dulcie left him with a hidden secret.

There was nothing more painful than you thought your beloved woman betrayed you and left you, but you suddenly found that she actually loved you as always?

The night was coming, the autumn had come secretly as well, the air was no longer mixing with the warmth of summer, but with the coldness of winter.

Alicia was anxiously walking back and forth in the room, it was already in the midnight, but Carlos had not come back, and also didn't answer her phone. She wanted to go out to look for him, but didn't know where he was. She was very worried that something may happen to him.

She was anxious, while hearing footsteps from outside the door, she rushed out and saw that Carlos had come home safely, and she felt a little relieved.

"Have you been drinking?"

She smelled the strong smell of alcohol on him. She helped him to walk to the sofa, then got up and ran to the bathroom to get a wet towel to wipe his face, and then ran downstairs to get a cup of honey water for him. It was obvious that she loved him so much. "Is the work not going well?"

When Carlos got a bit sober, she asked him, not even thinking about it was because of his ex-girlfriend, because last night, he had promised her to forget the past and be a normal person. "No, I should go to take a shower."

Carlos got up tiredly, staggering to the bathroom. Alicia looked at his swaying back, inexplicably, she felt very very uneasy.

He had been back safely, she should be at ease and go to sleep, but because of the sudden feeling of anxiety, she could not sleep, just sitting there like a fool, waiting for Carlos coming out. When their eyes met each other, Alicia finally understood why she felt so uneasy, she glanced at the word on Carlos's chest.

"You went to wash the tattoo today?"

She stared at his chest, the tattoo was not cleaned, there was still a half of the word, so there was always another woman living in his heart.

"Yes."

Carlos answered coldly.

"Then why did not wash it all?"

Actually she already knew the reason, but she didn't want to admit it unless he told her in person.

"It's late now, let's go to sleep, poor rest will affect the quality of teaching tomorrow."

Carlos obviously didn't want to talk about this topic, so quickly changed to another one.

Alicia sadly turned around and walked step by step towards her room, thinking of her love to him that had been killed before she had the chance to confess it, she was so disappointed. Suddenly, she stopped her pace and looked at him longingly and said, "If I tell you now that I love you, will you believe me?"

Carlos was stunned and smiled stiffly, "No, I don't believe it."

"Why?"

"Because a warm woman wouldn't love a cold man like me."

Her eyes got wet instantly, she bravely said what was in her heart, "You're wrong, although even I don't believe it myself, but it's a fact that I love you, Carlos, listen carefully, I love you." Carlos froze for a while when listening to her confession, like a stone, not responding to her...

After a long time, he couldn't bear to say three words to her, "I am sorry."

These three words at some times could make people feel better, at some times, could also make people feel heartbroken.

Just like now, Alicia listened to the three words that she once very much hoped he could say to her, her heart was like being cut by a knife so painful that she couldn't breathe. For the first time, she got up the courage to give up the hatred and love him with all her heart, but his words were like a cruel reminder that love was not for one person.

"Am I not good enough? Or am I not as good as she is?"

Carlos held her hands and said guiltily, "It's not your problem, it's that my heart can't go with you."

Alicia's tears fell down at once, if he said she was not good enough, she could try hard to change herself, but he said his heart could not be with her, then what could she do? "Okay, I understand."

She stubbornly turned around to walk away, forcing herself not to cry in front of him, if she couldn't get his love, then she didn't care to get his sympathy.

She walked into the room and

closed the door. The tears were like pearls falling down one by one, she squatted helplessly by the door, holding her hands on her knees, not knowing what she should do in the future. She did not want to cry so helplessly, but she could not stopped, she desperately suppressed herself and tried not to cry out, but standing by the door,

Carlos still clearly heard her crying.

This was the second time that he heard Alicia crying, Carlos was very sad, he wanted to knock on the door, but withdrew his hand. At this moment, any explanations were useless, he knew very well that what she wanted to hear was never his comfort. Love was cruel as always, it was either the woman failed the man, or the man failed the woman.

Alicia began to avoid Carlos, in the

morning, she got up earlier than him; at night, she came home later than him, trying every ways to avoid being alone with him. Because she didn't know, after being rejected by him, how to face him like nothing had happened.

Her depressing mood and haggard look soon attracted the attention of her best friend, Ellie.

Ellie took her to the cafe and asked her right away, "What happened recently? Why are you always in a low spirit?"

She shook her head, stirring the bitter coffee in front of her, "Nothing."

"Are you still trying to hide it from me? How long have I known you? Is there anything that you can not say to me?"

"It's not something that I would like to share with you, telling it to you will only make myself more pathetic."

Hearing Alicia's words, Ellie understood what had happened in her heart, "You confessed to Carlos, and he said he was not ready to accept you for now, right?"

"It is more serious than you think, he said his heart will never go with me. He said this with no hesitation."

Ellie frowned, felt very sorry for her, and grabbed her hand and comforted, "It's okay, let it be, who cares, the men in this world are not all dead, not to mention that he is such a crazy jerk."

"I'm just resent myself, I don't even want to take revenge for my mother because of him, but he won't even give a chance to think about us."

"Since you are still loving him, then do not give up, I don't believe that there are men in the world who do not like you, those who do not like you are such a stupid jerk!"

Alicia look askance at the window, said despondently, "Men have first love complex, how to win over the woman who he first loved?"

"The first love is nothing, but just a memory, as long as you put in the effort, you can definitely win Carlos's heart."

Carlos, sitting in his big office, was turning his phone over and over again. It had been three days, he and Alicia did not say a word to each other, occasionally they met, but she would walk away quickly without waiting him to say anything.☐☐☐☐☐¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶