Let Love Takes Away All This Pain

Chapter 419

Chapter 419: The Comparison of Two Men

Uriah was sitting on a plush leather sofa, reading a document in his hand.

And in front of him was a cup of coffee, fruit, a snack.

Seems to have come a while later.

Uriah did not move at the sound, his eyes still on the papers in his hands.

Ambrose closed the door and came over.

“When did you come?”

Uriah closed the papers and looked up at him.

“Nine o ‘clock.”

Ambrose raised her eyebrows. “Just in time for work.”

He curled his lips and jokingly said, “What, you want to work at AK now?”

Uriah put the papers on the table, not knowing if he heard Ambrose.

He made a sound.

Ambrose had a meal and looked at Uriah.

He had a smile on his face and a smile in his eyes, but it was not a happy smile.

“Is this a joke or is it real?”

Is this really about AK, or is it just a whim.

Then watch it and leave.

Uriah looked at Ambrose and met his gaze. “Aren’t you glad I came?”

Touching Uriah’s dark eyes, the dark color flowing inside, Ambrose’s smile stopped.

“It’s not like you don’t know if I’m happy, so why ask me that?”

Why is he happy? He knows.

Why is he upset? He knows.

Uriah looks away, picks up her coffee, and says, “I’ll be at AK until the launch.”

Alva got a call from the supplier saying the item she wanted had arrived.

“Ok, I’ll have my assistant look at it now.””

When she hung up, Alva called, “GA.”

“Eh!

GA answered and looked over, “Alva, what’s up?”

“Go downstairs and see if there’s any delivery for us.”

“Holler!

GA immediately put down her work and ran out, ran all the way to the elevator, walked in, pressed the floor key and closed the door key.

The elevator doors are closed.

However, just as the elevator doors were about to close, they swung open.

GA was surprised, looking at the person who walked in.

Then, keep your eyes wide open.

A black suit, the whole body except this color there is no other color.

Only Uriah could wear black so deeply and modestly.

At the sight of Uriah, GA’s heart swelled and fear rose in her eyes.

Some people, you just look at the fear.

Take Uriah for example.

GA backed away, drawing to the side in fear.

I’ve seen pussy. I’ve never seen pussy like this.

GA spits on herself.

Uriah came in, followed by a man.

Looks like an assistant.

When they entered, the assistant pressed the door close button and the elevator door closed.

Once the elevator was closed, the atmosphere was quiet.

The originally spacious elevator also became narrow and cramped because of two more people.

GA bowed her head, tolerating the naturally rising low pressure.

She thought it was strange that Alva, who was so cold as Boss Irwin, could be together with Boss Irwin and still get married.

She has no idea.

GA thought about it and couldn’t help but look up at Uriah.

Uriah stood tilted in front of her, and whoever took a big step could reach Uriah.

with one step.

A man with small steps is one and a half steps.

Uriah stood there, tall and with long legs, straight as a bamboo..

From her point of view, Uriah was tall, about five feet tall.

Maybe six feet nine.

Jackson was also tall, but on closer inspection Uriah seemed taller than Jackson.

There is a slight difference in height, but not in size.

Looks the same wide, have a sense of security.

But on closer inspection, Urlah also seems to be in better shape than Jackson.

It seems a little too much.

But this temperament is different.

One warm system, the other dark system, completely different.

GA tutted, and both were excellent, anyway.

Except Jackson was more easygoing, Uriah was cold.

But she thought Jackson was better.

Pain, happiness.

This woman married, is to find a painful husband, otherwise how difficult this life?

Like now so many postpartum depression, is not because the husband does not hurt people?

GA thought further and further, and suddenly a chill rose and she looked ahead at the bright, mirror-like walls of the elevator.

Uriah was looking at her through the walls of the elevator, her eyes dark as night.

GA suddenly tensed, the whole person stood there motionless.

She held her breath, bowed her head, and dared not look at Uriah at all. This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

That look, it’s horrible.

How did Alva ever get together with such a horrible person?!

Ding —

Elevator doors open.

Uriah looked away and walked out.

He goes out front, the assistant goes out back.

When the two walked away, GA went out, covering her heart, breathing quickly, like a drowning person.

It’s terrible. It’s terrible.

That look, it’s like you’re gonna eat someone!

Alva was busy in the design room, completely unaware that Uriah had come to the company, nor did she know that GA

had met Uriah, she was still busy.

She was just busy for a while, and when GA didn’t come back when she needed her

help, Alva looked out the door.

Not back yet?

She looked at the time. It seemed twenty minutes.

Just as I thought, there were footsteps outside.

Alva listened to the footsteps, went out, and saw GA coming with a large box.

Alva hurried over to catch it, and the two men carried the box in with GA.

The box is not heavy, but it is too big to handle.

Once on the floor, Alva said, “Why didn’t you call me?”

She might as well go down and help.

GA wiped the sweat from her forehead and said, “It’s okay, I can carry it myself!”

Just watching Uriah, watching Uriah get in the car, wasting a little time.

Alva saw GA sweating and took a tissue to wipe her sweat.

GA froze and looked at Alva.

Gentle eyes, born virtuous.

You look like a good wife and mother.

Is a man like that good for a man like Uriah?

GA thought about it and decided it was a match.

It’s just personality alone. It’s complementary.

But the two divorced.

That is unworthy.

Otherwise I wouldn’t be divorced.

Alva saw GA looking at him in a daze, her hand waving in front of her.

GA looked back. “Alva, what’s up?”

Alva looked at her confused look, laughing, “nothing, just see you in a daze.”

A little curious.

GA blinked when she said this and said, “Alva, can I ask you something personal?”

As she spoke, she held out her hand, her thumb under the nail of her forefinger, to show her curiosity.

When she rarely asks a question like this, Alva nods, “Yes, but I’m not sure I’ll

answer you.”

“Nothing, nothing.”

“Well, you ask.”

“Alva, you… How do you know Boss Irwin