Chapter 238

Chapter 238 Spend Valentine’s Day Together The moment she saw Owen, the cold wind blew past, and she was dazed. She suddenly remembered those days when he was paralyzed. Back to work at Mazedew Group, he had been very busy and traveled around the world, but no matter how late it was, she would go to pick him up at the airport. She was worried about his health since he had just recovered.

Given his mental condition, she was afraid he could not adapt to such heavy work. Unfortunately, Owen couldn’t feel her concern.

Neither had he wanted her to pick him up.

Then she had to wait at home. Back then, there was one romantic drama on almost every TV channel. Sitting in the living room, she watched the actress mutter in tears, “Do you know what it feels like to wait all night?”

Her face would be smeared with tears probably because of the actress’ great performance or the sad lines. That was the first time Hailey had shed tears since her parents passed away. Back then, she found her nominal marriage was even sadder than the drama.

She was a rich lady of the modern era, but her life was no better than those consorts in feudal times who would be occasionally favored by the emperor. She hadn’t imagined that Owen would divorce her one day. Neither had she thought that he came to pick her up at the airport after they were divorced. Her state of mind had changed. From Mrs. Moore who cared nothing except for her husband, she turned back to Ms. Newman who only cared about her career and making money. How ironic!

While she was in a trance, Owen came over and said naturally, “You’re here.”

Like her guardian angels, Ryan and Brook stepped forward from behind her and looked askance at Owen. Their eyes were icy cold. Unlike the two hostile men, Hailey gracefully reached out her hand and said, “Mr. Moore, long time no see.” Owen’s face froze. It had been just a couple of days since they last met. Why did her attitude turn so polite and distant? He shook hands with her and greeted her softly, “Ms. Newman.”

Hailey quickly drew her hand back and introduced everyone to him, “Mr. Moore, you know Mr. Kirkland, and this is Dr. Sears from Fenneth. He came to North City for a private matter.”

Owen nodded to Brook and extended his hand toward Ryan. “Dr.

Sears, I’ve heard so much about you.”

Ryan’s hands were hanging on his sides. He showed no intention of stretching them out and just said blandly, “I’ve seen you before.

You’were on crutches, and Hailey looked at you anxiously from behind, ready to support you at any moment. Looks like you’ve fully recovered.” Owen felt a stream of coldness in his heart, perhaps because the wind was chilly at the airport. His hands and feet went numb, and his face turned ashen. He silently drew his hand back, forced a smile, and looked down at Hailey. “Yeah, thanks to Hailey’s attention and care.”

The last thing Hailey wanted was to bring up the past. She looked away, helped Jason come down the stairs, went out of North City airport, and got into the van prepared by Owen. Owen arranged a five-star hotel under Mazedew Group for Jason, but the old man didn’t want to stay in the hotel. Instead, he headed to Donald’s place. He was eager to meet his old friend and see that pile of broken jade. After taking the old man to the place, Hailey said goodbye to Donald, left the bodyguards there, and went back to the car. She was going with Owen to catch that girl at Moore Mansion.

The van had been changed into two sedans. Since the driver’s and passenger’s seats were occupied, the four of them had to ride in different cars. Owen invited Ryan and Brook to the back car before leading Hailey to the front car. Brook offered to switch cars with Hailey because he was afraid that she would be embarrassed and that Owen had ulterior motives. Hailey declined, “I’ll talk to Mr. Moore about business.” Mincing words would only embarrass them both. She would rather face him honestly. They were a divorced couple rather than a pair of adulterers. After getting in the car, Hailey broke the silence. “I’m sorry for the trouble, Mr. Moore. That girl is young and ignorant.” Owen looked sideways at her and said, “Hailey, we don’t need such politeness between us.”

After going through formalities, she got down to business. Owen wasn’t there at the racecourse last time. It was Matthew and her who negotiated the terms. The opening date was Valentine’s Day for luck’s sake.

Owen nodded lightly and said, “Valentine’s Day, that’s pretty good.

I’m fine with it.” “Then it’s settled.” She then stopped talking.

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. .10 As Valentine’s Day was mentioned, Owen fell into a daze. He was not sensitive to holidays. He only remembered Independence Day and Christmas. The two elders of his family attached great important to the two holidays. No matter how busy they were, everyone would be asked to go home for a get-together. As far as he remembered, during their three-

year marriage, Hailey and he had never spent Valentine’s Day together. He did faintly remember that a rose would appear in the house on that day each year. It was a yellow rose rather than a red one. In the vase, every petal and branch looked beautiful. The dew on it was crystal clear.

Not a fan of flowers, he still found the rose beautiful. He had thought that the flower was trimmed by Hailey. When he asked if the flower was bought by his wife, the butler told him that it seemed to be a rare variety air-lifted from abroad. The rose was unavailable domestically and would only bloom for three days. A seed of doubt had been planted since then. His wife was just a girl from the countryside. How was it possible that someone mailed her yellow roses from abroad?

“The Valentine’s Day this year…” Owen’s deep voice rang out in the carriage. “How are you going to spend it?”

Hailey froze for a moment before realizing that he was asking her She looked up and met a pair of deep eyes. She was thinking about the previous Valentine’s Day just now.

Her mother was a ritualistic person. On every Valentine’s Day, her father would order a yellow rose from abroad for her mother. It was a variety not available domestically. He asked Old Mr. Ingram and Karl to help purchase it in Engese and mail it by air. Back then, she found her mother fastidious.

After she got married, she realized that her mother had chosen a good husband who was willing to delight her even at the cost of turning to a rival in love for help. Thankfully, Karl had sustained the tradition and sent back a yellow rose on Valentine’s Day each year to offer solace to her mother.

“I have no plans for it,” Hailey replied indifferently. Owen gazed at her, felt a lump in his throat, and plucked up the courage. “Hailey, let’s spend Valentine’s Day together this time,” he said slowly.