My Wife is an Aloof Beauty

"Well, she has to. There are all kinds of people you won't find yourself liking in this world. But sometimes, you'll still have to socialize with them. It is what it is. I know it's not ideal at all," he said, noticing the look on her face. "But to be frank, we can't really do much about it. It's simply out of our control." The corners of Tom's lips lifted up in a bitter and helpless smile. In his opinion, Patricia was still too young and had a long way to go before she could understand the way things worked in the real world. It was understandable though, as she had been sheltered by her family her entire life. It was why she lost her appetite when she had lunch with some less desirable people. Much to Tom's surprise, Patricia could be really naive sometimes.

"I know. I really understand what you mean. I just can't help but feel that living that way could be tiring. Maybe I just need some time to adjust to it." Patricia concluded, silently letting out a sigh. Whenever she thought about the likelihood of having to socialize with those people in the future, whether she liked it or not, she felt sad. Honestly, it wasn't the kind of life she pictured for herself.

"What? Are you afraid? It's not like there's anything you can do about it right now." Tom didn't mean it, even after saying those words. He was only trying to scare her a little. In fact, if she really didn't want to spend time with any of those pretentious people, she wouldn't have to do that and he would never force his wife either. After all, he wasn't the kind of man who needed his wife to suffer in these types of situation. More so since he, too, did not l

nwardly, she decided to accept her fate. She couldn't get away from it anyway, so she might as well embrace and prepare for it. Patricia made up her mind: she would learn to socialize with people, even those whom she didn't like.

It was a chilly morning in S City. Michelle, who had short hair and dressed in gender-neutral clothes, walked towards the bus stop. Everyone who noticed her would presume she was a lively and vivacious young lady when in reality, she was really just running late for school.

"Get in the car," said a demanding voice. A sleek black car stopped by her side. The window rolled down, showing Luke's emotionless handsome face.

Michelle looked at him with uncertainty. "Don't you have to go to the company with Edward?" She asked in a perplexed tone. She thought Luke already left with Edward. Instead of leaving, however, he came to find her.

"Someone else is following him. Hurry up! Aren't you about to be late?" Luke asked, his eyebrows knitted into a serious frown. It was clear that he was an impatient man, and wanted to be back on the road immediately.