Purchased A Mr. Right

Chapter 1849

Tina blinked her eyes.

It was as if she could feel Hayden's deep grievance from Wilson's tone.

In fact, Tina was a little surprised and curious.

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The corners of Tina's lips twitched. When she was about to ask more questions, Wilson pinched her chin again.

His thin lips sealed hers, and the fragrance of wine once again could be smelt.

Wilson kissed Tina more passionately than just now, as if he wanted to swallow her completely.

Tina quickly reached out her hands and pushed his chest.

She looked out of the door of the room in a panic and could not help reminding him, "Wilson... Please... Close the door first..."

Under the lamplight, Wilson's eyes were burning like fire. "I just saw that Isla had fallen asleep!"

Hearing this, Tina felt more relaxed, and she allowed him to do whatever he wanted on her.

It wasn't until the darkness outside the window deepened that the romantic and passionate atmosphere inside the room faded a little.

Tina was held up again and carried into the bathroom by Wilson. The two of them took a shower. When they returned to the bed, she was almost exhausted.

The smell of alcohol on Wilson's body had dissipated. He held Tina in his arms and blew her wet and long hair with an electric hair drier. Light of the bedside lamp shed on his face, and his eyes were gentle and warm.

Her long hair was like silk that wrapped around his five fingers.

Wilson put down the hair drier and rubbed Tina's little earlobe with his fingers. "Tina, shall we take Isla out to watch a movie tomorrow night?"

Tina leaned on his knees and shook her head gently. "Tomorrow night? No... I have to go to the airport with Susan!"

"The airport?" Wilson asked.

Tina said, "Well... I have to go to the airport to pick up somebody, who is the client of the current design project. If I want the client to be satisfied with my design work, I have to learn more about her first..."

Her voice became lower and lower.

Wilson looked down and found that Tina had already fallen asleep with her eyes closed. He could not help smiling.

Her black hair was scattered, setting off her fair and white skin. Her cheeks and eyelids were still a little red because of what they had done just now, and her collarbones, which were exposed outside the quilt, were cast with the charming shadow of her hair.

His eye expression gradually became more and more desirous.

The Adam's apple of Wilson bobbed. He finally decided to m*ke love with her again.

At noon the next day, at the airport...

Tina and Susan arrived at the airport as promised after work.

Mrs. Holman had been on a business trip abroad. She would return to Califorania today. Tina and Susan had received the news, so they deliberately came here to pick her up, hoping to take this opportunity to have a deeper understanding of this new client.

Susan drove her own car today. After the car was parked, and the two of them waited inside the car.

As they arrived at the airport very early, there was still some time before the flight landed.

Susan started chatting with Tina. "Mrs. Holman is 35 this year. She was once married, but she doesn't have a child. It's said that she was married to somebody before she graduated from the university, and her husband was from Country Y. However, Mrs. Holman's husband died in an accident three years after they got married. It was a very huge blow to her. After that, she fell ill for more than two years before her life returned to normal tracks again!"

Tina nodded. She had already learned about these things on the Internet.

Susan continued, "I heard that ever since her husband passed away, Mrs. Holman has been single up to now. She doesn't seem to have any intention of getting married again. It seems that her affection towards her former husband, Mr. Holman, is really deep!"

Mrs. Holman was in fact a Chinese, and her family name was Kong. "Holman" was her former husband's family name.

She had always wanted others to call her "Mrs. Holman". In addition to commemorating her husband, others could also deduce from this title that she loved Mr. Holman deeply.

Susan suddenly let out a melancholy sigh. "Mrs. Holman is only several years older than me. As the saying goes, "A woman in her thirties is generally as valueless as soybean curb residues". Mrs. Holman had at least married someone she loved, but I haven't even had a boyfriend before. The reality was too heart-wrenching for me!"

Tina smiled at Susan's sad story.

She looked at Susan again. Susan had recently cut her hair a little shorter than before. She was wearing a leather jacket, a pair of wide- legged leather pants, and a pair of Martin boots. With such a dressing style, she looked less feminine and more heroic.

In her spare time, Susan's makeup made her look relatively mature. Later on, Tina and she started their studio and, after that, had more opportunities to be together. Tina found incidentally that Susan was only 30 years old.

Sure enough, every woman who was looking forward to having a love relationship must have a pure girl's mindset and eye expression.

Tina said with a smile, "Don't worry. Just try reasonably, and your boyfriend will naturally come to you sooner or later!"

"A full man doesn't know the suffering of a hungry man!" Susan snorted and tugged her short hair behind her ear. "By the way, Tina, I think President Chin's assistant, Terry, is a good man. He looks young, white, and gentle. It's funny to see him laughing foolishly. Does he have a girlfriend? Well... I don't know if he cares about having a girlfriend who is relatively older than him..."

Terry?

Tina was stunned by Susan's suggestion. She asked in astonishment, "Susan, are you serious, or are you just joking?"

Susan's eyes flickered a few times. She then smiled awkwardly and waved her hand. "Ahem... Of course, it's a joke!"

Tina swallowed her saliva hard.

At this time, the mobile phone received a reminder message, which put an end to their dialogue.

Tina took a look and said hurriedly, "The flight seems to be landing soon. Let's go quickly!"

Then, the two of them rushed to the pickup hall of international flights.

Passengers had begun to walk out of the exit one after another. There was a row of people waiting to pick up the relevant passengers.

Tina and Susan waited for more than ten minutes, and then they caught sight of a tall woman who was coming out. She looked graceful, but her eyes were indeed not tender enough as a woman. Her temperament was nonchalant and cool, giving others a feeling of solitude and pride. Obviously, she was by no means easy-going.

This was Mrs. Holman, whom they had been waiting for. She was pushing ahead the luggage van alone, and no assistant was accompanying her.

Tina and Susan walked up to her. "Mrs. Holman, nice to meet you. We're from the STS Studio!"

Mrs. Holman halted her footsteps. Her gaze swept across the faces of Tina and Susan, and then she nodded indifferently. "Mm... I've heard about it from Mrs. Barron. You're one of the parties to this contest, right?"

Tina had read some introductory materials on the Internet and knew something about Mrs. Holman's characters, so she was not surprised at all.

She smiled and nodded. "Yes!"

Mrs. Holman's attitude had all along been very nonchalant. "What's the matter?"

Susan immediately replied, "Mrs. Holman, in order to make a costume which you will like, we hope to have a deeper understanding of you. We want to know your expectations and preferences on the costume, and that's why we came over here to pick you up..."

Before Susan could finish her words, someone interrupted her. "Mrs. Holman!"

It was Abby Amery. She walked up to the three of them with an elegant and dignified smile on her face. She acted as if she was familiar with Mrs. Holman, and reached out to the latter.

Mrs. Holman's nonchalant expression remained unchanged, but she smiled slightly this time. "Abby, long time no see!"

Abby and Mrs. Holman shook hands.

Abby smiled and said politely, "Yes! Last time, I didn't have enough time to chat with you during the Milan Fashion Week. I haven't met you since then!"

Tina and Susan looked at each other, and both were taken aback by this sudden incident.

It turned out that Abby and Mrs. Holman knew each other.