Fit For Your Love

Sydney clearly noticed that the assistant didn't look well.

The assistant had never thought about hiding it from Sydney, but she knew Sydney. If she told Sydney, she would absolutely be furious.

But the assistant had to tell her.

"Deline's Group called and said..."

Sydney stopped wiping her sweat and her eyes fixed on the assistant's face.

Seeing the change in her expression, the assistant quickly said, "Deline's Group had made the arrangement for you and Brayden to work together, but Brayden refused when he found out that the partner was you."

"Deline's Group didn't expect that."

"The main purpose of this ad is to help Brayden find his wife. Now that he's asking for changing the partner, there's nothing Deline's Group could do but..."

Deline's Group rejected them.

Of course, the assistant didn't say those last words.

She didn't dare to say.

Although Sydney looked pure and harmless, she was actually picky and fussy.

She offended a lot of people on Henry's coattails, the sugar daddy behind her.

Sydney couldn't stand being rejected.

She was the only one who could refuse others, and no one else could.

Now that she was rejected, the assistant didn't know what a scene Sydney would make.

However, unexpectedly, Sydney did not do anything at all.

But after she told her that, she looked calm for a while.

"I see."

Then she walked out.

The assistant stood there, stunned.

Just like that... Calm?

Sydney got into the RV and looked out at the rolling waves. Deep feelings welled up in her eyes.

She was not angry at being rejected.

Because it was Brayden.

The more affectionate Brayden was, the more she liked him.

Sydney clenched her hand, and the emotion in her eyes grew stronger.

And with this feeling overflowing, something flashed across her eyes very quickly.

In Milan.

Rachel repeated the same thing every day, studying, eating, sleeping, and accompanying her child.

Her life was dull, but she liked it.

Some people like to travel here today and there tomorrow, but she liked this kind of life.

Even if she stayed at home for a few days, she didn't feel sad or what.

As time passed, Rachel learned more and more things, and what she wanted was gradually gaining.

This month had passed.

On September.

Coco was going to school.

"Mommy, is Coco the only one who has to go to school?"

Early in the morning, Rachel dressed the little girl, combed her hair, and fixed her clothes.

The little girl stood before her like a little princess.

But the little princess was unhappy, her little face was wrinkled, and her eyes were filled with unwillingness.

She didn't want to go to school. She wanted to be with mommy and daddy.

Rachel smiled and took the little girl into her arms. "How could it be Coco alone?"

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The little girl was a people person. She was usually very cheerful.

But when it came to school, there was always a conflict in her heart.

They talked to Tony about this. Tony said it should be because Coco had no relatives or friends around her.

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Rachel agreed.

Everything was difficult at the beginning, as long as we took this step, it would be fine.

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"Yeah, you don't know them now but when you go to school, don't you know them?"

Rachel lowered her head, face next to the little girl, full of tenderness.

The little girl pouted. "I don't want to know them."

Rachel was helpless. "Then what about the future? Are you going to be with mommy and daddy forever?"

Coco looked up. "Can't I?"

"I want to be with you and daddy. I don't want to be with anyone else."

The little girl held her hand and tears welled up in her eyes.

Rachel looked at her tears and froze.

This girl, why was she crying easily?

Rachel did not answer her question, and tears fell down Coco's face in an instant.

"I don't want to go to school. I don't want to leave you and dad. I don't want..."

"Crying"

The little girl burst into tears and held Rachel tightly.

Rachel quickly comforted her. "No, you are not leaving anywhere. You misunderstood, Coco."

"I mean to let you know more friends."

"This is not leaving, eh?"

"Could it be..."

Before she could finish speaking, footsteps were heard.