Next to him, there was a beautiful woman.
But I recognized it at first glance.
That was Juan’s first love.
That woman, Rosetta Kaiser, who left him abroad when his business failed and he owed a large sum of money.
In the box, Juan's handsome face was smiling and his deep gaze was fixed on the woman beside him.
She raised her hand and he understood and refilled her empty glass in time.
She glanced at the shrimps on the table and saw him, who was allergic to seafood, slowly put on gloves and peeled the shrimps for her.
Seeing that dazzling scene, my heart suddenly ached.
I love eating seafood, but after knowing that he was allergic to it, I no longer touched such things.
Whenever he was around, I always ordered according to his preferences.
But I had never seen him be so attentive to me.
Inside, everyone laughed playfully, “Hey, Rosetta doesn't even need to say anything. With just one glance, he knows what she's thinking. Is this what they call telepathy?”
“Of course. Back then, for Rosetta, he hid his allergy to seafood and ate a whole pot of seafood porridge with her. He was admitted to the ICU that night and he didn't even let us tell her. Isn't this a case of being in love?”
As they spoke, they looked at Rosetta's face.
When Rosetta heard them talking about the past, the smile in her eyes deepened a little, but what she said was not what they wanted, “Okay, this is all in the past. I'm getting married soon. Don't mention these things anymore.”
After she finished speaking, the smile in Juan's eyes disappeared and was replaced by a strong sense of unwillingness and undisguised anger.
Without waiting for her reaction, he reached out, pressed her head and kissed her forcefully.
Rosetta was stunned for two seconds, then she reacted and struggled symbolically, then fell into his fierce attack.
In the box, the booing continued.
But my heart cooled down a little bit from the noise.
The elders around him said that he was calm and steady, but they did not know that when facing his true love, he was so passionate and impulsive.
My expression darkened and I turned around to leave.
At that moment, the people in the box suddenly noticed my presence and jokingly called out, “Clara, are you here to see your Juan again?”
When Juan heard that, he subconsciously let go of Rosetta and there was a hint of guilt in his eyes.
And I caught his guilty conscience in time.