A Love Trap

Entering the large living room, Ashley looked around silently. When she visited the villa last time, her mind was occupied with
something else, so she didn't pay that much attention to the house and just put the idea on the back of her mind.
However, this time, Ashley thought she might live here for quite a long period, so she checked on everything carefully.
The decorations were modern and simple. The house itself was dignified but not restrained, luxurious but not extravagant. All
kinds of furniture were displayed in the living room, but the way they sparkled with light made Ashley assume that almost all the
pieces of stuff were brand new and had never been used before. She wasn't sure though if she had guessed it wrong.
A gloomy atmosphere was cast upon the walls as they were painted black and white with heavy draperies hung by the window. A
surge of nostalgia crept through Ashley, for she was used to her small warm room. Being at the vast and lonely villa made her
think that it was such a monotonous and huge place to live.
When she reached the bedroom, she looked lazily at the empty room and thought something was not right here and there, and
everywhere in the house. All of a sudden, she felt uncomfortable.
Looking around, she had come to realize that the style of the bedroom was similar to that of the living room.
A large white floppy bed was in the middle of the room, but it didn't look strange because the room was spacious.
On the right of the bed was a desk, which was just the right size to hold the bedside lamp. Maybe Andrew put it there on purpose
because he needed to check some files occasionally.
Letting out a heavy sigh, Ashley put her suitcase beside the desk. Johnny sent her to the villa, but the host hadn't come back yet,
so she thought it would be impolite to use anything without his consent.
With an absent mind, Ashley seemed to have forgotten that she was married to Andrew, and as the hostess of the house, she
had no reason to think it was impolite after all.
On the left of the bed was a big French window. Through the window, she could see clearly what was happening outside the
house. Peeking through, Ashley noticed a large flower nursery just under the window.
The camellias were in full bloom inside the nursery. The big white flowers and green leaves were very attractive and pleasant to
the eye.
In an instant, at the look of the flowers, Ashley had fallen in love with the house. Gone was her feeling of remorse earlier.

Observing the place further, Ashley saw that there was also a huge swimming pool beside the flower nursery. The deck chairs
and tables were arranged around the swimming pool. Everything was prepared, clean and neat. One could enjoy the sunshine
while lying on the deck chair or do anything as he liked in the large pool. From the amenities and the annexes, it could be
reckoned that the owner of the house knew how to enjoy life.
With the view so enticing, Ashley prepared to go out, but when she passed by the wardrobe accidentally, the door flopped open.
The different brightly colored suits and dresses came into her eyes. She stopped and gaped in awe.
Curiously, she opened the wardrobe door wide, but she was shocked at what she had seen.
Inside, there were many clothes for both men and women neatly hung. The men's clothes were on one side, and the women's
were on the other side. The underwear was neatly folded at the bottom.
Most of the men's clothes were black and grey suits and white shirts, and a variety of neckties were hung by the hook in the
corner.
On one side, there were many kinds of women's clothes, with dresses of different styles and colors-white, yellow, pink and so on.
Ashley was dazzled at the sight of the extravagant raiment.
Dazed in awe, Ashley couldn't prevent herself from touching the fabric of one purple dress. Judging from the fabric alone, 'These
clothes are expensive, ' Ashley thought. In fact, they were even much more expensive than Lena's branded clothes.
If Johnny knew what Ashley was thinking now, he would scream sadly. For sure he would drool over these kinds of stuff.
What was more, they were not only much more expensive but also unique in the world. Most people had never seen such quality
and design even in designers' shops. He bet nobody could find another one which was the same as any dress in here, and outfit
clash would never happen in case she would wear one to a party. Each and every dress was well-designed and exquisitely-
made by an expert. Johnny assumed that aside from his boss, only Ashley could have deserved such treatment.
After being shocked for a short while, Ashley became suddenly puzzled. 'Why are there so many women's clothes in Andrew's
wardrobe?
Did he prepare them for me in advance because he knew that I would move in?' Ashley asked herself.
But next second, Ashley gave up her narcissistic theory. 'What am I thinking? Am I too conceited to think that the reason why
there are so many women's clothes is that they were prepared for me?' she thought again. Ashley just couldn't shut off the idea.

Meanwhile, Johnny went back to the company immediately after driving Ashley to the villa.
Although he didn't have as many responsibilities as Andrew, he was also a very busy man.
As soon as Johnny came back, Andrew instructed him to go to his office immediately.
Knowing Andrew, Johnny could easily guess that he would ask about his wife.
As expected, when Johnny came into the office and before he could face him steadily, Andrew who was sitting behind his desk
spoke, his voice cold and deep, with a little anxiety. "Did you drive her home?"
The question made Johnny want to roll his eyes. Mr. Lu saw Miss Mu only a short time ago, but now he missed her so much.
The thought made Johnny unable to bear their intimacy.
But he still managed to reply respectfully, "Yes. I drove her to the villa."
"Did she say anything?"
'Say what?' Confused, Johnny looked at Andrew. What could Miss Mu say?
"Miss Mu didn't say anything." Honestly, Ashley was quiet all the way.
Andrew frowned secretly and then said, "You can leave now."
"Okay, sir." With a sigh of relief, Johnny walked out of the office.
Alone inside his office, Andrew checked the files on his table, but nobody knew what he was thinking.
Yesterday he said he would pick her up in person, but he didn't make it today. 'Would she be angry?' he questioned himself.
But after hearing Johnny's words, Andrew could answer his own question. Ashley didn't have a hint to be angry.
For the time being, as customers came and went in the Memory Bakery, Greyson came.
His arrival was just minutes after Ashley had left.
Annoyed, he decided to pass by the bakery as he was staying at home these past days. His mother kept on asking him about his
girlfriend, and it made him really vexed. He was still young. Why did his mother worry about his marriage at such an early age?

In fact, his older brother hadn't found a girlfriend yet, but all this time, his mother just worried about the younger son.
After Greyson entered the shop, he was surprised that it was full of customers, though he got the news that the business went on
very well. Besides, it had opened for only a few days. The place was just too busy and bustling, which was a good thing for the
bakery.
Greyson thought that the staff deserved a favor for working hard.
"Nina, where is Ashley?" He waited till there were not so many clients. Then he pushed through the crowd and walked to Nina,
asking.
"Mr. Yun, Miss Mu left earlier because she had something to do." Stopping for a while, Nina looked at Greyson and added with
hesitation, "Why Mr. Yun, what do you want with Miss Mu? Is it something important?"
Disappointed at the fact that Ashley was not here, Greyson replied, "Nothing. Just continue to do your jobs. I gotta go."
With an awkward smile, Nina nodded.
Just as Greyson walked out of the shop, he accidentally dashed to a girl who was entering the shop.
"Ouch, it hurts." Then a soft female voice was heard. It sounded like she was about to cry, and she seemed to be hurt badly.
Being hurt at the same time, Greyson wanted to curse but stopped after hearing the voice. He raised his head and looked at the
girl.
"Apologize to me!" The girl demanded. With his eyebrows raised a little, Greyson saw the girl. She had a cute hairstyle and a
baby face. She was staring at him, with an accusation in her wet eyes.