Chapter 5

I had already thought of something to say, and the person I didn't want to call was Lily Bell.

"Baby, how are you now?"

"Good for you."

She breathed a sigh of relief and cursed. That Lian Rivers is too much. Spreading rumors as soon as he got back."

I played along and asked, "What rumors?"

"Said you were nothing more than a substitute for her, and now that she's back, you should back off in a hurry."

"And that you're a no-good woman who doesn't deserve to be around Mr. Hawthorne."

......

I listened patiently as she finished, "I've still been around him for three years, she's jealous."

"Right. She said that you and Mr. Hawthorne are a business marriage with no relationship, not as good as her and Mr. Hawthorne who are childhood friends, and also, she said that Mr. Hawthorne will definitely divorce you and marry her in three months."

That's really right.

Evan and I did have a business marriage and really didn't have much of a relationship at first.

But he's handsome with long legs, he's good in bed, plus he's generous with his woman, so I had to fall.

But the mention of children knocked our relationship back down to earth.

Maybe it's not that he doesn't like kids, he just doesn't like having them with me.

After eating and drinking, I went shopping.

"Swimmer Prince Alan Stone is having a pool party, ladies are free, hurry up and check it out."

A few girls dressed in trendy clothes hurried away.

Alan Stone?

He was on the national swimming team, won a gold medal, retired and opened his own swimming pool, and usually live-streams with goods, and is now hotter than some stars.

I used to learn swimming and was a provincial swimming champion, so I have little resistance to handsome men who are good at swimming.

I have nothing to do, so why don't I go over and take a look.

Inside the pool, Alan Stone has a great body, handsome, elegant and powerful swimming movements, especially the eight-pack abs on his upper body when he gets up, which makes people's blood run cold.

Nice guy, really nice body, just a hair behind Evan.

People on the shore held up their cell phones and clicked pictures.

I dug in at the front and took a few shots as well, intending to go back and enjoy them.

"Hey beautiful, wanna come down and swim with us?"

Alan Stone looked over with big, seductive and ambiguous eyes.

Is there no reason to refuse an invitation from a handsome man?

I gulped and was about to open my mouth when there was agitation from the side.

"What are all these grown men doing here? They all like to watch handsome men swim?"

Evan came over surrounded by bodyguards and took my hand in his, his deep, cold gaze carrying hidden anger, "Who gave you permission to come to a place like this?"