Goodbye You Never Loved Me novel (Martha and Stefan)
Chapter 361 A Strange Woman

Chapter 361 A strange woman

He looked at the graceful notes in Martha's diary and knew that Martha, at that time, was still looking forward to her love and future marriage with him.

She must have been full of enthusiasm at that time, he thought.

But then he poured cold water on her head.

Stefan hid the sadness in his eyes and continued to look through the diary in his hand.

The following content in the diary carried a distinctly sad and sorrowful tone.

[In the end, I really spent this wedding anniversary by myself.

After I gathered myself in the morning, I went out to the florist and bought myself a bunch of sunflowers. Looking at the vibrant sunflowers, I smiled and said to myself, "Mrs. Harrison, the first year of the wedding anniversary is going to pass."

As I finished the sentence, someone happened to confess his love by using a drone to spray smoke in the sky.

The smoke left a line of romantic confessions in the sky that made me feel better.

I smiled and looked at the sky and whispered to myself, "Consider this a belated confession from the absent Mr. Harrison."

But I knew in my heart that he probably wouldn't treat me that way one day, but I couldn't help but look forward to our future.

I thought, as long as I was good and nice to him, he would be warmed up by me one day.

Later, I went alone to a restaurant that I had wanted for a long time, booked the open air floor in that restaurant, and sat alone in the open air dining room.

The table was set with all the things that I wanted to eat with Mr. Harrison, except that Mr. Harrison was still absent.

I was alone with my romantic dinner, clinking glasses with empty ones and saying to myself, "Happy anniversary."

I think one day, my wish will come true.]

When Stefan saw this, he felt that the place of his heart, like being grabbed by a pair of big hands and then ripped open.

He suddenly realized that he had been unaware that Martha had expected these.

He remembered that at that time, he suddenly thought of that day was their wedding anniversary.

And later that night, he prepared a big gift for her.

He frowned and flipped back a few pages and didn't see any diary entries about that big gift.

He smiled bitterly, his face full of distress and guilt.

The big gift was not written in this diary, and he was afraid she was in too much pain to write.

Stefan gently put down the diary in his hand and clenched it with his big hand, his mind unconsciously recalled this time in the past.

The night of the first year wedding anniversary, he did remember it.

He deliberately found a very good-looking model and got a room in a hotel owned by Harrison Group.

Later, after ten o'clock, he called Martha with a very cold tone, "You come to the hotel now, I have a gift for you, the address is sent to your phone."

In the Western restaurant.

Martha stood up from the long table in shock and looked at the table full of western food, her eyes were full of excitement.

She thought he had forgotten about the wedding anniversary thing, and now ... he remembered it?

She remembered that just now on the phone, Stefan said he had a gift for her.

A gift ...

Martha curled her lips into a bright smile, full of anticipation, left the Western restaurant, and rushed to the hotel that Stefan said. At this time, Martha did not even remember that this marriage was not sincere at all.

At exactly eleven o'clock, Martha stepped into Harrison Group's hotel.

She rode the elevator to the top floor of the hotel with great joy and headed for the room number that Stefan had mentioned.

Finally, she stood apprehensively at the door of the room, hesitated for a long time, and then knocked nervously on the door.

Martha thought that when the door opened, Stefan would appear with flowers in his hand and confess his love to her, just as she had imagined.

But who knew that when the door opened, the person standing in the room was not Stefan, but a strange woman.

This woman was wearing a bathrobe, charming and beautiful ...