Gabrielle looked up and smiled politely.

She politely took Daniel Sheffield's hand and said, "Well, I have to discuss it with my boss."

The girls in the club could not make their own decisions. Daniel understood that, so he took out his business card and said, "Think about it. This is my business card."

Gabrielle put away his business card and subconsciously looked up at the camera. She felt someone was staring at her.

Because she was not feeling well, at last, they were on the shore. Seeing Avery had no strength, Evan helped her up. Robert wanted to help her too, but he was scared back by his boss.

It was already dark. Avery was shivering with cold. The bodyguards have not yet arrived, leaving them alone on the quiet and empty beach

There was dazzling light in the distance, and Evan reached out to block Avery's eyes.

His protection has become a kind of habit.

If the danger took place at the same time on both of them, Evan would not hesitate to save her, even at the cost of his own life.

Avery held the hand in front of her eyes. His hand was slightly cold, but the elegant and long fingers felt good.

Avery vaguely saw a figure walking in front of the headlights of the car through his fingers.

But the man walked slowly with something in his hand.

As the man approached, Avery held Evan's hand more tightly.

Evan's look was not better than Avery's. Squinting his eyes, he was prepared for fighting, and he was like a beast that would jump to the battlefield at any time.

The man got closer and closer, and in the end, his facial expressions were clearly seen.

Avery's look has changed from surprise to shock. He was still alive!

And he was in Country B.

He was even in front of them. Was it a coincidence?

"Is it comfortable to take a seawater bath?" Andrew's voice echoed in the air with the wind.

He was so thin as if he would be blown away by the wind at any moment.

"You did it?" Not waiting for Andrew to answer yes or no, Evan clenched his fist and hit Andrew's cheek.

Andrew did not fight back but slowly straight up his body, which was supported by the cane.

Evan clenched his fist very tightly, and he seemed slightly aloof.

"Evan!" Avery hurriedly reached out to pull him. Even though Andrew has made thousands of mistakes, his current situation was awful and could not suffer from Evan's fists.

Andrew lied to her, but he also saved her.

Avery used her body to stop Evan. With her clothes and hair wet, she was slightly embarrassed. A few strands of hair stuck to her salty and wet face.

Andrew took off the black windbreaker and wanted to drape over Avery's shoulders, but he was stopped by her, "Andrew, why did you do this?"

"Because I was happy." There was blood on Andrew's mouth corner.

"Let's go." Avery saw that the bodyguards behind Evan followed her, pushed Evan and said, "I'm cold."

Evan was wet all over, and there were no extra dry clothes for her. Otherwise, how could a punch relieve his anger?

Evan glanced angrily at Andrew, hugging Avery's shoulders and passing by him.

Andrew took a deep breath as if to inhale all the air in this area where the woman had been in.

After walking a few meters away, Avery suddenly stopped, "Wait for me."

"What are you doing?" Evan was like a hairy hedgehog, "You're going to find him!"

His discontent rose in an instant. Instead of letting go of the hand around her shoulder, Evan hugged her more tightly.

"I'll be back soon."

"Don't go!"

"..."

Avery frowned and looked at him seriously, "I won't go far. There are some things to be made clear. You want me to do these things behind your back?"

"Call me, husband."

"..."

Avery was very speechless. He did always hate Andrew for calling her wife.

"Three, two..."

Was he counting down?

"My husband!"

"I didn't hear from you. Louder!"

Avery was really trying to pinch him, but she had no way but called out loudly, "My husband."

"Be good, my wife." Evan shouted on purpose.

In the faint moonlight, the figure of Andrew was a little stiff. He held his cane and stared at the woman walking step by step towards him.

He didn't know what else she had to say to him. She should hate him.

Avery stood in front of him, and the distance between the two was an arm long, "Andrew, Which account should I transfer the 2 billion to?"

Andrew's facial expression did not change because of the 2 billion. He put one hand into the pocket, and the other hand was holding the cane. Although he was sick, the vigorous spirit between his eyebrows was still there.

"The police have called me." Andrew paused and continued to said, "They have regained the money and will transfer it to me as soon as possible, so you do not have to pay me back."

Avery nodded and looked up to the man's eyes, which had the color of faint black.

She said nothing, her hands holding her body against the wind, and turned around to go. There was a rapid voice behind her, "Do you hate me?"

"You saved my life, and you never wanted me to die. According to my understanding of you, you just want to get attention."

Andrew was like a child who was not being taken seriously, so he used all kinds of rebellious means to draw attention.

Avery did not turn around, and her eyes seemed to be able to see into his heart at a glance.

Andrew smiled bitterly, and he could not have the woman who could understand him in his life.

Now he finally understood that she would go further by forcing her to be by his side.

He covered his chest, and every finger was full of unwillingness.

Andrew forced himself to laugh, "Felicity, Don't think I'll let you go so easily."

"Andrew, don't think that you can have everything when you clench your fist. You can only determine your own destiny, not others."