Meeting You Was Fate

Hearing this, Serge got furious. He really wanted to punch Ouyang in the face.
"You're a hypocritical man! A hypocritical brute!" Serge screamed as he gnashed his teeth together in anger. He knew that he
had fallen into Ouyang's trap.
Adrian undergoing his medical examination at the kindergarten school and Eve taking him away happened on the same day, so
no one in the world knew who had poisoned Adrian except for Eve and Ouyang.
Also, Ouyang had gone to the kindergarten school on the day Adrian underwent his medical examination.
"Don't be so angry, young man. Take me to your master, please," Ouyang said calmly and smiled. It pissed Serge off even more.
At that moment, he wanted to slap the brute in the face. He clenched his fists and furrowed his eyebrows, trying to rein in his
anger. He said, "You have no fear of death, do you?"
"Let's just go, please." Ouyang smiled once again.
Serge thought that Ouyang was really a cunning bastard. He remembered when he first came to see him. He pretended to be
innocent and repeatedly denied his crime. This time, he admitted it right away. Serge could not help feeling that he was walking
into his trap.
When Fred heard the conversation between Serge and Ouyang on the phone, he was quite confused and wondered whether or
not Ouyang was telling the truth. But since Ouyang had admitted his crime, it meant that the case would be closed soon.
Like a prisoner, Ouyang sat handcuffed in the backseat of a Mercedes SUV. Fred sat beside him. Deep in Ouyang's heart, he
thought it was very funny to be handcuffed by someone like Fred. He had never been treated like this in his life.
The reason why Ouyang was willing to confess to the crime was because of his last conversation with Eve that took place
yesterday.
Eve was scared out of her mind that Nathan would find her out for her cruel crime, so she forced Ouyang to leave the city.
However, Ouyang refused to leave because he was waiting for Elizabeth, a former resident of City A. Ouyang believed that she
would come back soon.
"If Nathan continues his investigation, he will eventually find out what I've done, and you will go down with me by association.
Why are you still here? Do you want to go to prison or, worse, get killed?" Eve pleaded with Ouyang. With a wig on her head, she

looked quite funny.
At that moment, Eve and Ouyang were sitting face to face. Ouyang was not impetuous, and he kept calm and quiet as usual.
After making a cup of tea, he finally replied, "Of course not. I'm just waiting for someone. Will you promise me one thing? If you
agree, I'll confess to the crime that you committed," Ouyang said as he narrowed his eyes and thought that this deal was worth it.
If Nathan caught him, he would not be killed.
"What is it?" Eve looked at him half in disbelief as she gritted her teeth.
Ouyang leaned close to Eve and whispered something in her ear. After hearing his words, Eve looked at him with a strange look.
She did not expect that this arrogant doctor was actually a hopeless romantic.
"Okay, I agree, but you have to keep your promise to me, too. Please don't go back on your word." Eve had no choice but to
accept his condition.
"Don't worry. Adrian was poisoned by me, not you. You had nothing to do with it," Ouyang smiled faintly.
The two had reached a consensus once again. Ouyang would take the rap for Eve. He would confess to the crime and state it as
his own doing. In return, Eve would wait for an opportunity to grant his crazy request.
In the meantime, Fiona had finally calmed down. During the past few days, she had been staying at the hospital to take care of
Adrian. He suddenly went into shock this morning, which scared her half to death. Fortunately, the doctors were able to save
him.
That night, when Adrian said he wanted to eat beef rice flour, Nathan asked a maid to buy some. He also asked Fiona what she
would like to eat. Fiona said she wanted the same food as Adrian without thinking twice.
During that month, Fiona did not have a good appetite. Her recent breakup with Ethon left her unstable and moody.
Sometimes, she would feel annoyed and not know why. Ethon had not come to see her the same way she had not gone to see
him. She sometimes posted some selfies on her WeChat moments, but she no longer liked it when Ethon reacted to them.
What she did not know was that Ethon often looked through her WeChat moments on his phone, and he was caught in a daze,
and unsure what to do.
As a matter of fact, every one of her posts on her WeChat moments affected Ethon's mood.

After he and Fiona broke up, Ethon resigned from his job at JS International and went back to the Yu Family estate. He locked
himself in his room all day and all night, not even stepping out to have meals.
Looking at the decadent look on Ethon's face, Monica got very angry. She wondered what Fiona had done to make her son so
upset.
Monica had tried talking to Ethon many times, but Ethon always acted indifferent. He appeared as if he did not hear any of her
words. Whenever she talked to him, he always wore a depressed face and kept his head down. He was silent. He was no longer
the happy and upbeat young man he used to be.
One night, after taking a shower, Monica came out of the bathroom with a frustrated look on her face. She walked up to Malcolm
and sighed loudly. Malcolm glanced at her but did not say anything. Instead, he lowered his head and went back to reading his
newspaper.
Wearing an unhappy face, Monica sat in front of the dressing table and looked at herself in the mirror. There were a lot of high-
end skincare products on the dresser, but she was not in the mood to dress up. Usually, after taking a shower and stepping out
of the bathroom, she always applied some product and makeup on her face right away. She was afraid of aging, so she paid
much attention to skincare.
Noticing that Malcolm did not respond to her, Monica opened one of her many expensive skincare products, poured some of the
liquid onto her palm, and applied the product on her cheeks. Over the years, she had grown used to Malcolm's cold attitude
toward her. When she was young, she somehow and sometimes roused Malcolm's sexual appetite, but as years went by, he
seemed to have lost his sex drive. Although they slept in the same bed every night, Malcolm behaved like a real gentleman and
did not hug or even touch her.
Monica did not know how she had gotten through all these years. She had been holding back her anger and sexual desire for a
very long time. What other choice did she have? In the past, for Ethon's sake, she was very submissive to Malcolm. But now,
even Ethon disobeyed her. She felt so wronged that she lifted her head. She had a pitiful expression on her face.
Newspaper in hand, Malcolm suddenly shivered. He seemed to sense somebody's gaze on his skin. He slowly raised his head
and found Monica staring right at him. He looked into her deep eyes, smiled faintly, and asked, "What is it?"