One Meet By Chance Chapter 382 Sudden Recovery

"I mean do you care about that girl?"

Ares turned to look at his brother.

"What are you talking about? Is this the time for you to say something like that?"

Moore shrugged his shoulders and thought in his heart, 'If it weren't for you were my brother, I wouldn't
bother to ask. This guy really didn't know my good intentions, but the woman named Fiona didn't seem
to deserve Ares.'

On the second day, Enrique got up. He opened the curtain and frowned. It seemed to rain all the time
recently. He hated rainy days, which were always sticky and made people feel gloomy. Taking a look at
Teresa, who seemed to be still asleep, he went to the bathroom to wash himself. When he came out,
he was dressed neatly. He opened the door, went out, and then closed it.

When Enrique went out, Teresa slowly opened her eyes. In fact, she didn't sleep well. She could wake
up even if Enrique moved slightly on the bed. Teresa sat up slowly, looking at the curtain that had been
opened. It was raining again. She stood up and took two steps forward, only to find that her foot was
not as painful as yesterday.

Standing in front of the huge French windows, she could have a rough view of the garden of the Shen
Family.

Before long, Enrique left with an umbrella in his hand. Teresa stood there and looked for a while. She
didn't find out that there were two little boys standing at the door of her room. Seeing that Teresa was in
a daze, they didn't disturb her and quietly went out. The two of them had come to wake up their mother
and wanted to tell her that today's breakfast was fried buns, which were really delicious.



After washing her face and brushing her teeth, Teresa went to check on Fiona. She was lying on the
bed with her big eyes wide open. A servant told her that Fiona had kept her eyes open and never slept
since she came back to the Shen Family.

"Fiona, be a good girl. Close your eyes and have a rest. It's raining today. Didn't you often say that you
liked to sleep late in rainy days?"

Sitting on the edge of Fiona's bed, Teresa chattered a lot. She didn't leave until Fiona slowly closed her
eyes and breathed smoothly. Then she went downstairs to have breakfast.

The three old men had already had breakfast and was playing chess in the study. Brain and Bruce had
already begun their lessons. At the table, only Teresa was left to eat. Suddenly, she felt too quite here,
and she didn't eat much.

She took a look at the curtain, limped back to the room and began to draw. Her early creation had been
finalized, as long as she slightly changed the design, it would become other eight individual jewelry.
This change could be said simple and difficult at the same time. It was simple, because it simply
changed the lines in the original design. It was difficult, because it needed more inspiration and
creativity.

In the TH Group, after the morning meeting as usual, Enrique was busy in his office. Tony saw
someone was outside the door. He wanted to remind his boss, but he was afraid that his boss would
think he was a busybody.

He didn't believe that his boss didn't see the person at the door. Finally, the person at the door seemed
to have made up her mind and reached out to knock on the door.

Knock! Knock!

"Come in."



It was Shirley who pushed the door open. Her face was red and she looked a little embarrassed.
Enrique looked up at her.

"Miss Shirley, what can I do for you?"

Shirley took a few steps forward with a red face.

"Mr. Enrique, I... I just want to ask if Teresa is all right. We haven't contacted each other since she left
the company."

"Don't you have her phone number? "

Shirley nodded but shook her head at the next second. Enrique put down his work, took a pen and
paper, and wrote down a number and an address.

"She has been quite busy recently. You can go to see her if you have time."

Shirley took the note, thanked him and left the office of Enrique. When she walked out of the office, she
took the note and gently touched Enrique's handwriting. It was a note written by him. The handwriting
was so beautiful, just like he himself. There was an address on it. Did it mean that he agreed her to go
to his house more often?

When Enrique looked at the figure outside the door, he sneered. Looking at his boss, Tony couldn't see
through him more and more. Why did he put his precious time in such a woman? And it was obvious
that that woman coveted him. His boss should have known it, but why did he accompany her clumsy
acting?

He even told the woman his home address. Tony really couldn't figure it out. In the end, Tony thought in
his heart, 'Forget it. I have a lot of work to do.'



It had been raining for a whole day. When Teresa came out of the study of Enrique, Enrique had
already come back and it was almost dinner time. She was in a trance that time passed so fast. The
men downstairs seemed to be discussing something. Teresa turned around and went to Fiona's room,
only to find that she was leaning against the bed and eating porridge herself.

"Fiona?"

Teresa widened her eyes in disbelief. Why? She just spent a whole day drawing design drafts. Why did
it seem to change outside?

Although Fiona's face was pale, when she heard Teresa call her, she turned around and smiled at
Teresa.

"Teresa, you are here."

"Fiona, you, you..."

Holding Fiona's hand, Teresa was too excited to speak, and her body even trembled with excitement.
Fiona patted the back of Teresa's hand.

"I'm fine now. Teresa. Thank you for not giving me up for so long."

"If you're OK, everything doesn't matter."

Tears streamed down Teresa's cheeks. Fiona patted her shoulder. Teresa laughed while crying. She
leaned her head against Fiona's shoulder, but it seemed that there were no more tears in Fiona's eyes.

"Teresa, in the blink of an eye, you are going to get married. I am really happy for you. Have you really
decided to marry to Enrique?"



Fiona said in a soft voice, but it didn't make Teresa feel good. Yes, she was going to get married, but it
was not what she wanted. ...

Fiona continued, "If so, I sincerely wish you happiness. Do you want me to be your bridesmaid?"

"Yes."

Teresa raised her head and looked at Fiona. The two smiled at each other. When they first knew each
other, the two of them had made an agreement that whoever got married first, the other one would be
the bridesmaid of the married one. The oath was still there, and the agreement was still there, and so
was the person. This was really better than anything, happier than anything else.

The two chatted for a long time. It was not until Brain came up to ask Teresa to have dinner that Teresa
reluctantly left Fiona's room. Looking at Teresa's back, Fiona smiled weakly. 'Teresa...'


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