Love Strategy: CEO He is Really Scheming！

”Wade, will you let me take her away? I’ll have her reburied in Italy, bury her in my manor estate as my wife... because I promised him, in this lifetime there will only ever be one mistress of that manor, no one else has the right to enter.”

”Nicole is small‑minded. If she resents me for not taking her away, what if she never comes back to look for me for the rest of her life? Actually I just want to wait... wait for the day a miracle appears, and she shows up before me again...”

”Wade, there’s only one her in this world. Give her back to me, I’ll agree to anything! Just give her back to me... Without you, she couldn’t have appeared by my side all those years ago, and now, can you send her to me once more?”

”I swear to you, this time, I’ll stake my life on spoiling her! I won’t let her suffer the slightest hurt... I can give up anything else, I just want her... I’ll never let her be torn between me and the Seys Family again.”

Jose Floyd finished in a hoarse voice, then his gaze shifted back to the gravestone beside him. His eyes burned an even deeper red. Staring at the photo on the stone, Jose Floyd grabbed the remaining half bottle of baijiu and downed it violently, his eyes flooded with aching longing and regret.

In his mind, for no reason at all, the scene of her singing in front of him flashed past.

A rainy day, music flowing at the restaurant entrance, and she, clear and melodious, humming along to the tune the place was playing: ”Turns out you’re the blessing I most wanted to keep, turns out we and love once came so close, that decision to stand against the world for me, that rain you shared with me, every scene is your spotless, wholehearted love

, how lucky I am to have met you...”

Jose Floyd recalled her voice and the sound of that rain, both so beautiful; every note leapt with happiness, pouring into his heart...

Jose Floyd looked at the photo on Nicole’s gravestone, his eye sockets stinging uncontrollably. In a low, rasping murmur he said, ”People only know how to cherish after they’ve lost... Nicole, you’re my little lucky. Could I be lucky enough to run into you once more, so I can reach out my hand and say to you, ’My name is Jose Floyd’...”

When Joshua Floyd walked over, there were already two empty liquor bottles lying beside Jose Floyd.

Joshua Floyd fixed a deep look on the photo on Nicole’s gravestone, let out a heavy sigh, then turned his gaze to the man drinking alone, drowning himself in grief.

Joshua Floyd watched Jose Floyd chug the liquor, stayed silent for a while, then slowly spoke: ”If she could see you like this, she definitely wouldn’t be happy... Jose Floyd, she used her life to protect you, not so you could ruin yourself like this!”

Jose Floyd ignored Joshua Floyd, drinking like a machine, lost in the agony of having lost Nicole.

Joshua Floyd let out a heavy sigh inside, simply sat down beside Jose Floyd, grabbed a bottle of beer, bit off the cap, and took a hard gulp. His eyes were very dark as he spoke in a low voice: ”I was Nicole’s classmate. I’ve known her for so many years. Nicole, how should I put it... among all the people I know, she’s probably the one from our generation who lived the hardest. Back then we were all in our teens, young and in our prime, but I’d always catch, without meaning to, that sadness in Nicole’s eyes—a kind of sadness that didn’t belong to someone our age.”

”Later, once we’d grown closer, I once asked her why she sometimes seemed so sad. That was when she told me she missed her family. It was only then I found out all of Nicole’s family had passed away. At that time she hadn’t yet been acknowledged by the Seys Family, didn’t know any of the Seys family members.”

”Back then Nicole was heavily ostracized in our class, because she was beautiful, so lots of girls targeted her. But she hardly spoke at school, never stirred up trouble, and just swallowed everything silently until it passed...”