Please Come Back, Honey!

Chapter 61

Chapter 61 “Old Mr. Christopher told me to keep it a secret, but I‘ll tell you anyway. If you‘re really not interested in her, then her blind date will go well. However, if you interfere, it means you‘re not over her,” Zachary said bluntly. Trevor was disgusted by his words. “How did you arrive at this sort of absurd conclusion?” “Is it really absurd?” Zachary turned his palms up and continued, “It‘s not absurd at all. Take me, for example, I don‘t have any feelings towards Emma, so I can sincerely wish her well for her blind date tomorrow.‘ “Can you do the same?” He questioned. Trevor let out a cold snort when he heard Zachary‘s sharp inquiry. “Of course I can.” Finally, Zachary gave him a thumbs up before raising his glass to Trevor. Trevor was truly a man! A man that was as stubborn as a mule. The next morning, Emma received a call from Christopher as soon as she woke up. The old man repeatedly told her on the phone that she must attend the date this afternoon. She didn‘t have the heart to brush off his kindness, so she had to bite the bullet and agree to his arrangements. Once there, she would take the initiative to let the other party know that she wasn‘t interested in a relationship. At 10:00AM, Susanna brought her go–to makeup artist to Emma‘s door. Emma, who was immersed in writing her script, looked like a slob once she gathered her wits to open the door. Immediately, Susanna pressed her down onto the chair before the dresser and exclaimed, “Emma, don‘t you have a blind date to go to this afternoon? It‘s already time! Why aren‘t you getting ready?” Emma massaged her sore neck and replied, “Why all the fuss: I plan on cleaning up a little and just go.” When it came to light makeup, she could still do it herself.Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

When Susanna heard this, she held her forchead speechlessly. Then, she called her makeup artist to work their magic on Emma‘s makeup and hair. This made Emma feel rather flustered. “Why did you have to get so many people involved?” Yesterday, Susanna told her that she would dress her up as the gorgeous woman she was, and Emma took it as a joke. Unexpectedly, she really showed up with her makeup artist. Susanna leaned lazily on the couch and answered, “How is this a lot of people? We usually take one to two hours to style before our events to get ready. So, this is nothing in comparison.” Emma could only sigh at her response. “It truly isn’t casy being a female celebrity.” Nevertheless, as she laid her eyes on the mirror at the woman who appeared more beautiful with each stroke of a brush by the makeup artist, she couldn‘t help but take a quick stroll down memory lane. She had only dressed up twice over the years. The first time was when she got her marriage license with Trevor. That day, with the help of Susanna, Emma carefully picked out a beautiful dress and had nice makeup on. Susanna, who wasn‘t much for books, even managed to recite a verse from Shakespeare to describe Emma, “o, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem.” This amused Emma so much that she giggled in response. Susanna told her that she looked pretty when she smiled and that she must smile more after marrying Trevor so he would be utterly charmed by her. It was a pity that he took no notice of her extravagant look that day, He had an indifferent face the whole time. Yet, he left without hesitation once they had all the formalities settled and got their marriage certificate. As she stared at the picture of the clearly unhappy face of her newly wedded husband in contrast with her joyful smile, she felt like her heart was cut by a knife. The second time she dressed up was on Bateson Group‘s anniversary last year. It was so she could bring up a divorce with Trevor and allow herself to leave with dignity.

The first time she dressed up signified their union, and the second was to bid him goodbye. As for today, it was for a blind date. Emma closed her eyes and let the skillful makeup artist style her, thinking this might be a new beginning. Christopher mentioned that the driver would pick her up at 11:30AM, and the timing was just right as the makeup artist only had a few finishing touches before she could leave. Unfortunately, she received a call from Cerys. “Emma, let‘s have a meeting later,” Cerys said on the phone. “Mr. Bateson fired Joseph and the others, and President Zurich volunteered to be the director. Now, we have to hold a meeting to straighten things out.” This was news to Emma. “Joseph and the others are fired?” Didn‘t Trevor sweep things under the carpet because of Crystal? So, why did he have to fire them? “Also, did you say President Zurich will be the new director?” Each sentence Cerys said surprised her; it was like an unending train of surprises. “Yeah, that‘s what I heard from Mr. Bateson,” Cerys said. A change in director was a big deal when it came to TV production. Although the new director, Wesley, had been following this project, Emma still thought it was crucial to have this meeting. Therefore, she immediately inquired, “Where will the meeting be held? When is it? I‘ll be there right away.“, At this point, she had forgotten entirely about her blind date; Susanna, who was at the side, started to worry. “It‘ll start at 11:30AM at Alpha Productions,” Cerys replied succinctly. Emma glanced at the time and quickly acknowledged Cerys. After she hung up the phone, Susanna exclaimed in srustration, “Why is there a meeting all of a sudden? Don‘t you remember that you have a blind date?” “Cerys said that Trevor fired Joseph and the others, and President Zurich took up the role as the director. So, we need to have this meeting,” Emma explained as she packed her laptop away.

This news stunned Susanna as well. “A change in the director? And the new director is President Zurich?” What was the meaning of this? Did this mean that Trevor had feelings for Emma? Was he furious at Joseph and his people for what they did, so he fired them Or was it that Wesley was interested in Emma; hence, he volunteered to be the director to protect her throughout the shoot? Susanna rubbed her temples as her mind came up with one query after another. Just what on earth were these men thinking? Emma was already done packing up and walked out with a bag in her arms. She glanced at Susanna and said, “Do you have to go to the meeting too? Let‘s go together.” Her words reminded Susanna to check her phone, and sure enough, she saw Britney‘s text, telling her to rush 10 the company for a meeting. Thus, Susanna said regretsuly, “What a waste! All the effort so you could look amazing for your blind date. Down the drain, just like that.” Initially, she had wanted Emma to go on her blind date in that gorgeous outfit so she could blow the other party‘s mind with her looks. But, alas, the emergency meeting ruined everything. Only after Susanna‘s musings did Emma remember how posh her makeup and clothes were and quickly tried to unravel her updo. “I‘m going to a meeting. It‘s ridiculous for me to go there like this.” But Susanna quickly stopped her. “What‘s wrong with this? Don‘t you think I have more makeup on than you?” “Don‘t take them off. My stylist put in so much effort for you. At least flaunt it for a while before you take them off.” Finally, Susanna grabbed Emma forcefully and declared, “Let‘s go. We‘re late.” I Emma had no choice but to leave with Susanna. Emma wore a simple yet elegant white dress. As she was dressed for a blind date, that outfit brought out her dignified and classy aura.

Regardless, there was a carefully tailored seam at the waist of the dress. The small, hollowed lace design made the woman‘s tiny waist look even slimmer. Anyone without a small waist would be unable to pull off this dress. The stylist turned her shoulder–length hair into a braid, exposing her neckline and showing off her slender and beautiful neck. After they entered the car, Susanna studied Emma‘s side profile and sighed. “My beloved Emma, I really want to kiss your neck and ears.” Emma was rendered speechless by her sighs of admiration. Susanna truly had some interesting thoughts whirling in that gorgeous head of hers.