Enchanted By His Charm

Irish did not move but looked at the pastry, which looked familiar. Daisy naturally found out her doubts, then smiled, "They are bought from your favorite shop, and Mr. Dover always said that you like to eat that cake, so he specially ordered me to buy it. My trousers are still wet, and you have to eat something. Mr. Dover is still upstairs in the meeting, so he can't eat."

Irish's throat was blocked, and she took the wet tissue to wipe her hand and took out a snack from the plate into her mouth. After just a bit, the familiar taste quickly pulled her back to the memory. In the picture, there was also pattering rain, she and Joseph sat in the restaurant, and he smiled at her, who was gobbling with gently indulging eyes.

Thinking about it, her nasal cavity began to sour, and tears came out again.

This really surprised Daisy, and she quickly took the tissue to wipe her tears,

"What's the matter? Don't cry."

What she had to admit was that Irish's tears broke her heart, let alone a man.

Because they were both women, plus the both of them were very close these days, and the friendship between women was easy to establish, the string that had always been stretched in Irish's heart had finally broken.

"Daisy." She hugged Daisy in tears.

Daisy's heart was also pulled a little, and she quickly caressed her back, not knowing how to comfort her.

"Joseph said he would marry Rosy. Daisy, you tell me, will he really marry her? Will he?" No matter how rational a woman was, at one point, she could not stand. When the hard shell faded, in fact, the nature of a woman was the same. Sometimes, they would be like children, helpless.

In addition, Daisy was Joseph's assistant. Whether for reasons of position or time, Daisy was a person who knew Joseph very well, so this was also an important reason why Irish was open to her.

But Irish's words still scared Daisy. She was stunned and said, "Mr. Dover wants to marry Rosy?"

Irish's tears were like beads.

Daisy released her, looking anxious. "No way, how can he marry Rosy? Did he say that himself?"

Irish took the tissue and pressed her eyes hard. She didn't answer Daisy's words. She had been trying to resist her tears. She never knew she would be so vulnerable. As long as she thought that Joseph would marry another woman, her heart hurt as if ten thousand horses had trampled on her, and her tears could not help but flow.

Daisy was worried enough but still patiently waiting for her to adjust her mood.

When Irish finally pressed down her tears, she crumpled the tissue into a ball and threw it away. Then, when her voice did not sound so trembling, she said, "Joseph gave me two choices, either marry him or leave him."

She believed that Daisy was a wise woman and that she would understand without knowing the causes and consequences.

And Daisy really understood suddenly.

"First of all, I'm sure he doesn't have feelings for Rosy."

Irish looked down.

"I know Rosy was in Suzhou, but the general manager did not schedule her itinerary," Daisy told her everything she knew. "Rosy is really close to him these days. I heard that Vincent intended to involve Rosy in managing BRIGHT Group, so I think she often goes to Runestone Group for this reason."

Irish believed Daisy's words. Sometimes it was strange that the more she cared about a person, the more she questioned him, like Joseph. If he said this from his mouth, would she believe it?

She hesitated, for all women were the same. Jealousy deceives all reason. But this was from Daisy's mouth, and she was an outsider, usually careful, so Irish chose to believe her.

"Second." Daisy hesitated.

Irish looked at her and waited for her to speak.

Daisy looked a little embarrassed but cleared her throat and said, "If he always makes this offer, then according to his character, I think once you choose to leave him, he will definitely marry Rosy."

Irish's heart trembled, and she knew it would be like that. But though that was from Daisy's mouth, it was still difficult for her to breathe.

"Marrying Rosy is a complete combination of interests."

Irish nodded gently.

"Irish, you've always been a smart woman, and you should know that once he marries Rosy, it's a business marriage. For a man of his rank, it's not hard to do that. And we're used to it." Daisy whispered.

How could Daisy not understand this truth?

"So, do you want to let go?" Daisy grabbed her by the hand and looked at her. "You are a psychological counselor. I think you come into contact with a lot more emotional cases than ordinary people, but you are in a relationship and can't see a lot of things. You really need to ask yourself, do you really want to let him go? Really don't want to be with him? You don't feel heartache when you watch him hug another woman, marry another woman, or watch him pass you by holding another woman's hand in the street one day?"

Irish was hurt every time she took a breath.

"In fact, he is always very difficult to get along with. He is tough and hard. He is not used to explaining anything to people, especially before you. He may not want to talk about many things, he is afraid you will get worried, or it is because of male chauvinism. I have been around him for many years, so by comparison, I know him better than many women." Daisy seldom jokes, "Take the previous two weeks, for example, I think you have quarreled. He has been living in the office lounge, but the next day I can always see less fuel in his car. Let's guess where he would drive in the middle of the night."

Irish was surprised, but soon, she thought of a possibility, but she was not sure.

In fact, during that time, she also felt something wrong in her sleep. She would often dream of him and then feel real warmth from his arms. Was he really there those times?

"I've seen too many women all these years, a lot was crazy for him, and they have done a lot of stupid things for him. He has so many things that fascinate women, so though those women are rational, they become crazy when they meet him." Daisy smiled gently, "Now it's your turn, and you are no longer the Irish I used to know, capable and decisive. Now you are completely in love with the gains and losses. By the way, what do you call this? I remember you saying a word when you trained employees, which aligned with your current state of mind."

Irish closed her lips and spoke out after a long time. "Love hysteria, in short, men and women in love always feel happy when they are close to happiness, and suffer gains and losses when happiness goes on."

Daisy nodded. "So, you are happy because Mr. Dover always has you in his heart. In his heart, you are different from any woman, so you are tortured crazy by him, and he is also tortured crazy by you. In the past, he would never change his principles because of one woman, just like the choices he gave you. I think he'd be impatient for a long time if you were someone else."