Chapter 607

I stared in disbelief when the airline sent me a text message indicating that the booking was

successful.

Why did I book a flight to France?

Was I being manipulated by some invisible forces just now?

Seeing that I kept scratching my hair, Miss Woods came over and asked worriedly, "Is your head

hurting, Miss Wanda?"

I shook my head and looked at her. "There's no way for a person to control their desire to meet

another person, right, Miss Woods?"

She was stunned for a moment, then smiled in understanding. "You miss Mr. Grant?"

I had no way of refuting Miss Woods’ words. I indeed missed Theo, but perhaps it was the fact that

we were always together and could see each other every day that I felt uncomfortable being at

home alone after just two days apart.

Hesitating no more, I took out my car keys and went out the door.

I drove straight to the airport.

As my phone had to be turned off during the flight, I sent Theo a text in time to tell him that I had

business to attend to. Then, I arrived at the airport and got on the plane.

It was a ten-hour flight to France. I slept dazedly on the plane and woke up with a few hours to

spare, so I took out the book I bought at the airport and read it.

We made a transfer halfway through. I went to the washroom and had something to eat at Sydney

airport.

I almost forgot my book when I boarded the plane, but I ran back to get it again because I had

enough time.

As I was in a hurry, I knocked over a lady wearing stilettos.

The lady had a Coke in her hand. Her beach hat dropped to the floor, exposing her blonde hair.

"My clothes!" The Coke spilled on the lady’s clothes and she screamed anxiously.

I quickly found tissue papers to wipe it for her, apologizing while picking up all the things that had

scattered on the floor.

After calming down, I finally saw the lady's face clearly. Her blue eyes were deep and profound, her

facial features were distinct, and her skin was fair as snow.

She was so flawlessly beautiful that even ladies would not be able to resist taking several more

glances at her.

"Thank goodness it's just Coke and the color of my clothes is dark, or I wouldn’t be able to get the

stain off," she spoke in French.

I felt sorry and quickly apologized, then handed the hat I picked up to her and apologized several

times more.

She looked at me and shrugged, saying no more and leaving after taking her hat.

I went back to the restaurant to get the book before reboarding the plane. As soon as I sat down, I

saw the blonde girl on the other side of the aisle.

She had taken off her hat, was wearing a pair of sunglasses, and reading a book in her hand.

Sensing my gaze, the lady looked sideways at me and took off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of

big azure eyes. She said with a smile, "What a coincidence."

I smiled faintly. "I'm really sorry about what happened earlier."

She shrugged and said, "You need to stop apologizing all the time. I said I was fine."

Seeing the book in my hand, she exclaimed in surprise. "Is that an English book?"

I nodded. "Are you interested?"

Although she did not answer, I could tell that she was interested from how she was staring at the

book in my hands with eyes wide open.

I thought this lady was very adorable and smiled slightly. "You can take it if you want to."