Susan knows that Alisa is upset with her last time, so she sincerely apologizes, "I'm sorry, Alisa, I'm sorry for the last time. However, Davis really likes you. "

Finish saying, she takes out a box from the bag and opens, inside it is some jewelry.

"Alisa, all these jewels have been brought. Do you want to put them on Alisa now?"

Davis makes a sound and hurries impatiently.

Susan neatly ties up Alisa's long hair, puts on the jeweled hairpin eight, and then puts on the heavy diamond necklace and bracelet.

Soon, Alisa is full of jewels and adds a lot of brilliance.

Davis hooked his lips. "It's better not to wear them. Take them all off!"

Susan praises her very much. "Alisa has a pure temperament. She is the most beautiful lady in the audience without jewels."

"That's a must," Davis says proudly.

Alisa is shameless and she doesn't praise him.

Finally, Susan leaves only a necklace full of diamonds on Alisa's white neck.

When she is wearing a necklace for Alisa, Susan whispers, "Alisa, Davis always loves you very much. It's said that this set of jewelry is handed down by the royal family. Davis never showed it to others. "

Alisa's heart moves slightly. Does Davis care about her so much?

He is just a nouveau riche and deliberately displays.

He doesn't care about her at all, but about his face, because at this time, she is his partner, like the clothes he wears, or a little dog he follows

After dresses up for Alisa, Davis looks at Alisa a few more times, and then enters ceremoniously.

Susan is slowly following them and entering the stadium together.

She's Davis's secretary. She's in charge of helping him with all kinds of things.

On the high-grade red carpet, covered with red roses, the whole venue is arranged very romantic, with balloons and accessories in the corner.

Davis stops and looks at a new couple on the stage, with a mean smile on their lips.

"Look, you know that woman!"

Davis sneers.

Alisa follows his voice.

At this time, on the stage of the banquet, there is a new couple.

He is a man with a slender body, delicate features and gentle temperament. A white suit makes him as handsome as prince charming.

Beside him is Vivian in pink evening wedding. She looks charming and warm with delicate makeup. The smile on her face is full of happiness and sweetness.

At that moment, Alisa's heart is about to stop beating.

It's him, He's her Sam.

She finally finds him. Is he engaged to another woman?

Is God joking with her?

Davis's words are still ringing in her ears. "See, that woman's name is Vivian. She's the one who put you in jail. Baby, how can you punish her? "

At this time, just at the beginning of the banquet, celebrities from all walks of life come forward to send their blessings.

"Congratulations on the marriage between young master Sam and Vivian…"

Davis asks several times in a row, and finds that Alisa doesn't respond. Turning around, he sees that Alisa is pale and her eyes are ligh, who seems to be possessed and sick.

He is reaching out and touching her forehead, "Are you sick?"

Alisa is back to her senses, shaking her head in panic and nodding quickly.

"I have a stomachache…"

Davis frowns, this woman, how to drop the chain at the critical moment.

"Take her to the bathroom…" Davis whispers to Susan.

"No need, I just go to the bathroom. I'll be right back…"

Alisa squeezes a joke at Davis and turns to the side lounge.

Her steps are as soft as those on cotton.

It's not true, it's not true. A few days ago, Sam called her in Maldives. He said he was looking for her, he said he loved her, he said he was waiting for her

However, in the blink of an eye, he takes the hand of another woman.

Alisa is sad, but a few minutes later, she seems to have gone through a century.

From childhood, she trusts him the most, loves him the most and misses him the most.

But he doesn't want her anymore.

Alisa's life seems to have fallen into a desolate one, with no exit.

In the bathroom, she turns the water tap to the maximum and tries to water her face with cold water.

"What's the matter, Miss?"

A soft voice comes from behind.

Alisa looks back dully. At the moment when she sees him, she seems to be hit by lightning, how can it be so coincident?

The more she wants, the less she gets.

The more people who she doesn't want to see at this time, the more she will see them.

Alisa lowers her head in a panic. "I'm sorry, I…"

A pair of big hands hold her tightly behind her. "Alisa, my Alisa, I know it's you. Don't go…"

Sam has no idea that he will meet Alisa here.

There is a brief blank in his mind at the moment when he sees her face clearly.

Soon he recognizes her, and though ten years later, he recognizes her from the outline of her face.