Chapter 295
The Hilton Hotel.
In the hall, a wedding was going on. The waiters in white suits and waitresses in black skirt were busy serving the guests.
On the huge TV screen was a celebrity interview.
A slender woman was serving the dishes. The familiar low and husky voice of the man echoed in her ears from time to time.
The program had already been broadcasting for nearly twenty minutes. She wanted to go over to switch channels, but she didn't have the time. Perhaps, she also wanted to know why he held the press conference.
In her impression, Brandon loved doing such kind of thing.
"Two years of marriage. Five years of separation. My love makes me suffer. My love wants us to get a life separately. But I only want to share the rest of my life with my beloved one."
The woman's body froze. She was suddenly at a loss.
A customer shouted, "Miss, hello? You are going to spill the soup on me."