My Wife Is So Sweet

Chapter A Failed Conversation

Chapter A Failed Conversation

Ally gave a curt reply and was about to type Kevin's name. However, Kevin grabbed the phone

immediately.

When she got her phone back, she found that he was called 'Hubby' on her phone now.

It amused Ally. However, when she saw Kevin's satisfied smirk, she didn't say anything.

After dinner, the party began at 8.

Celebrity Height was second to none among the villas in Lormere. The hotels here were all fancy. As

soon as she entered the hall, she was surprised by the bright lights and the sumptuous decoration

inside.

It was bustling with people coming and going.

The host was Sid Hilton, who came from a royal family. When he saw Kevin was coming, he welcomed

him warmly at once. "Good evening and welcome. Please come in!"

The corners of Kevin's lips curled into a rare smile. "Is grandma here?"

"Yes, she knew you would come, so she asked Moira to bring her here.

"Well, tell her that I'm coming to see her."

"Of course!"

Then he welcomed Kevin in.

Ally was held tightly, and she was a little nervous. Especially when Sid Hilton passed by, she could feel

his strange eyes toward her.

"Relax. As my wife, you're going to face this a lot."

Kevin whispered in her ears. Ally looked at him and nodded.

How could she not be nervous? Even if she was inexperienced, she could see that these people here

were not ordinary. There were even people she had seen on TV news before. They were national

leaders, and they could not be invited only with money.

Ally could not help looking at Kevin again at the thought of it. She became more and more curious

about who he was.

She had always thought that he was just a successful businessman. However, the truth was far from

what she thought.

After all, he said it was a family party.

Ally's brain was in buzz. She half regretted agreeing to come tonight.

Meanwhile, not far away, on couches in the lounge area, there were a few well-dressed ladies. Their

eyes brightened as they saw Kevin. However, they were stunned by the woman beside them.

"Who is she? Why is she standing beside Mr. Nixon."

"I have never seen her before. I don't know who the lucky girl is."

"She's not a prepossessing sight! Ordinary is the best word I can describe her. How did Mr. Nixon take

a fancy to her?"

"Oh come on! Maybe she's just his friend."

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Their twittering reached Ally's ears, which made her feel even more uncomfortable.

The finest service was offered in this magnificent hall. The people here carried themselves with great

pride and dignity. International economic trends, military affairs, and even the secrets of powerful

families were all topics of their discussion.

None of this had she heard before. She felt as embarrassed as an ugly duckling who had stumbled into

the world of white swans.

Kevin noticed her uneasiness. He asked, frowning, "What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?

Ally shook her head, compressing her lips into a thin line

"Your feet hurt?" Kevin asked again.

Ally shook her head, then nodded.

Kevin took a look at the women in the lounge, frowned. Then he said, "Let's go to the garden for a

walk."

Ally agreed quickly. As they were walking out, they heard a clear female voice behind them.

"Mr. Nixon, long time no see. What a coincidence to see you here."

They turned and saw a young woman in a long red dress.

A frown creased his forehead. The strong perfume of the woman made him take a step back.

"Who are you?"

There was an awkward silence. The woman managed to force a smile and said, "Mr. Nixon, you forgot

me? I'm Cherry! I was your dance partner once."

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Then Kevin held Ally's hand in the direction of the garden.

Watching their retreating figures, Cherry stamped her foot in frustrated rage and went back to the sofa.

"Whoops, did you fail to start a conversation with Mr. Nixon?" Sneered another woman.

Cherry said nastily, "Mr. Nixon didn't want to talk to me because of the woman next to him."

"But who is she?"

"Who knows. Is there any girl in this circle I don't know? No! But I have never met her! I didn't know her

at all!"

While they were talking, Linda Fowler came from a distance with a glass of wine.

"What are you talking about? Why are you so mad?"

Linda Fowler looked gorgeous. She was a gentle woman with noble temperament. As the daughter of

the Fowler Group's chairman, she was also a senior perfumer of G. K, a high-end luxury brand under

the Nixon Group.

Cherry snorted contemptuously and pointed in the direction of the dance floor. "Look, an unknown

woman is hitting on Mr. Nixon. It seems that they are crazy in love."

Linda looked in the direction where Cherry was pointing. She saw Kevin was in a black suit and as

handsome as ever. However, the woman in his arms.....

She stood there looking at her with her mouth agape.

Ally! No way!

Although she only saw her profile, she was sure that it was Ally.

Her face changed. She rolled her eyes and thought for a while. Then walked toward Kevin while talking

and laughing with others.

In the garden.

Kevin asked, rubbing Ally's ankle, "Does it hurt?"

Ally blushed with embarrassment. It didn't hurt, and she just made an excuse to avoid staying in the

hall.

But when she sat on the bench and watched Kevin carefully rubbing her ankle, she felt guilty.

However, Kevin seriously thought that her ankle was hurting. He reproached himself, frowning, "How

thoughtless am I. I didn't know that it still hurt. Let's go home."

Ally shook her head, "No, I'm fine. Let's just sit for a while."

Remembering his conversation with the man, she said, "Aren't you going to see your grandmother? Go

ahead, I'll be here waiting for you."

Kevin frowned slightly.

He could sense the change in her mood. She was happy when she was at Chris's club, but she was

not anymore.

He was trying to introduce her to his family and announce their relationship. But now it seemed that...