Then he looked at the box of toys, which was worth about two hundred.
Evan Fairchild's mood was as bright and clear as a warm spring day.
He knew how frugal Melody Monroe usually was. For her to spend so much money on a gift for him meant that his place in her heart was significant indeed!
'Ian got something worth two hundred. I got something worth twenty thousand!'
Melody Monroe saw him staring at the pen without a word, unable to guess what he was thinking or whether he liked it. She felt a little apprehensive.
"I love it." Evan Fairchild put the pen away and fixed his intense gaze on Melody Monroe.
Melody Monroe secretly breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm glad you like it."
'Otherwise, wouldn't my twenty thousand have been spent for nothing?'
Suddenly, Evan Fairchild leaned in and kissed her on the cheek. "Thank you."
Melody Monroe froze, then lowered her head, not daring to look at him. "Let's go back to the hotel."
"Okay."
