Broken Memories, Intertwined Hearts

Ethan brushed her hair gently with his chin and let out a laugh. His voice was still captivating, "Well, being cherished by Mrs. Meyer is indeed a
blessing."
"Stop it," Ines couldn't help but laugh as well, though she kept her eyes on Ethan seriously.
"Ethan, before I came to A City, I might still have a bit of lingering feelings and attachment to that guy. But after seeing him twice, I've calmed down. I
can't understand why I was so crazy about him in the past." Ines said.
Ethan shook his head, "Your taste in men was really bad back then."
Ethan was delighted and believed what Ines said.
He had come to understand Ines' character after spending time together. She was opinionated, stubborn and sometimes even obstinate. She didn't
tolerate any nonsense.
He was sure if he ever let Ines down, she would leave him without hesitation and never give him another chance.
But he certainly wouldn't give her the opportunity.
Ines pouted, "I wouldn't say it's much better now."
Being head over heels in love with this cunning guy, she was absolutely under his control and couldn't break free, yet she was willing to be. How
contradictory!
Ethan stroked his chin, "You're just being stubborn. Ah, it's true that you only know what's good after comparison. Don't you think your husband is far
superior to him now? Be it in terms of family background, appearance, temperament or cultivation, I'm streets ahead. He's nothing in front of me."
Ines laughed, "You're so full of yourself. Get up, I'm hungry."
"Hold on, one more thing. Where's the wedding ring?" Ethan pulled away Ines' hand and found her finger was bare.
She was being disobedient. He had told her to wear it all the time.

Ines dodged his gaze, pulled her hand back and confessed, "I put it in the drawer."
"Do you plan to hide it? From tomorrow on, wear it. Don't try to fake being single when I'm not around." Ethan's tone was firm, even a bit angry.
Ines twitched her mouth. How could men and women think so differently? She didn't think like that at all.

But hearing him speak like this, she felt sweet inside. She couldn't help but wiggle her finger, saying, "With the society being so dangerous, are you
sure I won't get my finger chopped off if I wear it? I really cherish my fingers." Mainly, the diamond was too big, she didn't want to draw too much
attention.
Ethan tapped her forehead gently, somewhat bemused. Other women loved diamonds, but the woman he married didn't care about it and wouldn't
even wear it out. He didn't know whether that was a good or bad thing.
"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. Just wear it on a necklace. If any sleazy guys approach you, just show them." Ethan said.
He heard it clearly. That guy named Aiden didn't believe she was married because she wasn't wearing a wedding ring.
Ines pursed her lips and wrinkled her nose, "Wearing it around my neck feels like having a dog leash, it's weird."
Seeing her adorable expression, Ethan couldn't help but laugh, "No more excuses."
"Alright, alright." Ines gave up.
"Since you're being so good, I'll take you out for something delicious tonight." Ethan said.
After changing their clothes, they left the house hand in hand. Ines called Phoebe who then recommended a few restaurants that they used to visit
frequently back in their student days.
In the end, considering Ethan's taste, Ines chose a restaurant that served light dishes. It was a bit off the beaten path, but it was bustling with
business.
The restaurant was packed with mostly young student couples. Even the street outside was lined with tables. Just when they arrived, a table was
being vacated, so they got seated without a hitch.
Their outstanding presence attracted quite a few glances, especially from some young girls who loudly asked for a group photo.

Ines found it amusing. As she stared at Ethan across the table, her mind started to wander. He was just wearing a simple coat. The style was plain
but paired with his exquisite features, he stood out from the crowd.
She couldn't help but marvel inwardly. He was a natural heartthrob who could attract attention wherever he went.
Ethan looked at Ines, puzzled, "Why are you staring at me?"
Ines thought for a moment, then said earnestly, "Turns out Mr. Meyer has the potential to be a pretty boy."

Ethan was taken aback, then played along, "Actually, I think Mrs. Meyer is pretty good-looking too."
Ines was amused by him. She found herself smiling a lot more after getting married. While this man might seem aloof most of the time, he always
managed to tickle her funny bone. She wondered if her sense of humor had lowered.
"Mr. Meyer, you better shut up, I don't want people to think we're both narcissists." Ines said.
Ethan said nonchalantly, "Isn't what I said the truth?"
Ines laughed again, "If everyone knew the CEO of the Meyer Group is sitting in a small restaurant having a student meal, I wonder what they'd think."
"I'm just an ordinary person, what's so strange about this?" Ethan asked.
Ines thought to herself, indeed, this man had impressive cooking skills and was willing to accompany her to eat all sorts of snacks. Apart from his
status, he was just like an ordinary person.
After dinner, they strolled around the nearby commercial street. The evening breeze was gentle, just enough to cool down the heat. It felt extremely
comfortable.
Walking side by side, they made a beautiful scene. Ines overheard whispers from behind, "Doesn't that guy look like a celebrity?"
"He's definitely handsome."
Hearing the comments, Ines' lips curled into a smile. She was just thinking he was naturally handsome, and now people were saying the same thing.
It seemed everyone had the same taste in beauty.
Ines was startled when two girls blocked their path. With flushed faces, they looked at Ethan and said in a coquettish voice, "Can we take a photo
with you, please?"
Ethan was obviously taken aback, he looked at Ines for guidance. Ines gave him a glare, as if blaming him for being too attractive.
These two little girls sure had some wits about them. They noticed Ethan looking at Ines, and figured out real quick that buttering her up would be the
most effective. They sweet-talked her, their eyes pleading, "Pretty please, could you get your boyfriend to take a picture with us?" "We don't mean
anything by it, we're just straight-up fans."