Waiting For a Girl Like You

Even though a part of her didn't want to dream of it, her mind started to wonder what would have happened if she was married to Terence instead.

With a lot of thoughts in her mind, Eunice and Eric were finally back in their room.

Rhys was still sleeping on the couch. She patted Eric's back and told him to go out and play.

She walked to the couch and looked at Rhys' sleeping face. She sighed and tried to put a cover on him.

She was about to leave the room when his phone suddenly beeped twice.

She turned to look at Rhys, and she saw that he didn't even move an inch.

Then, she picked up his phone. Her hands were shaking as she did so. She looked at the phone's screen, only to see that it was locked.

She took a look at Rhys' hand, which was idly hanging outside the couch. She gently placed the phone under his finger and the phone unlocked in a second.

She held her breath and nervously clicked the messages icon.

The one who sent the latest message was from "Honey Olivia". The second Eunice saw it, her eyes immediately turned bloodshot. She knew very well what that meant!

She took a deep breath so she could calm down and read the message.

The first message read, "Dear Mr. Lazy, are you awake?"

Then the second one was, "You promised to have lunch with me! Don't be late! I will wait for you at our usual spot!"

The nickname was enough for Eunice to know that they had a very close relationship. In fact, it was too close for someone like Rhys who had a wife and a son.

After reading more of their messages, Eunice's blood starte

to help William in his plans of getting back together with Violet.

Terence laughed. He rubbed her cute face and said, "That is not for you to know! Violet should be the one to decide if she wants to go. Even if she wants to leave in the middle of the night, no one could stop her."

Terence smiled at Carla. Then, he continued, "Besides, Violet and William have a son together. Do you really think they will not see each other for the rest of their lives?"

Upon hearing that, she raised her hand and poked his beautiful forehead.

"So, William did beg you to ask me for this favor, didn't he?"

Terence chuckled, "Honey, do we have to lay it out on the table? William barely asked people for favors. Don't you think I should just help him? It might be useful for us in the future too. Don't you think so?"

Terence was right. William didn't like to bother his friends.

In fact, Terence didn't really have anything to do with Violet. But Violet was his wife's best friend.

And he couldn't find a reason to reject William's request.