Too Late to Love Her: When She Divorced, He Fell Apart-Chapter 169: Bodyguard

Chapter 169: Chapter 169: Bodyguard
Claire was slightly taken aback.
She never expected Crystal Warren to say such things.
In the past, everyone who mentioned her background would use her illegitimate child status to attack her, even she herself once doubted that the term "illegitimate child" would become a lifelong stigma.
But now, someone was standing in front of her, sincerely telling her that she would become the direction to move forward.
For a moment, Claire suddenly realized that the meaning of life might not need too many grand waves, but perhaps just needs to be composed of countless little moments to become beautiful.
After seeing Crystal Warren off, Claire glanced at her phone and was slightly stunned when she saw a message from Stanley Sawyer.
Did he finally reply to her message?
[I’ve returned to the country, right here in Riverbend. Does your offer to meet still stand?]
Besides this message, Stanley Sawyer also sent an emoji of a puppy begging for adoption.
Claire was even more speechless than when she heard Crystal Warren’s words.
What kind of thought process does Stanley Sawyer have, still remembering this after so many days?
The message was originally sent by Tina Hayes, and with Stanley Sawyer not replying for so many days, honestly, she had already long forgotten about the matter with Stanley Sawyer.
Claire was contemplating whether to just retreat and reply that it didn’t count.
However, Stanley Sawyer was evidently more proactive than she was; seeing that she wasn’t replying, he sent another message: [If you’re busy, I can come to your office to find you.]
Claire was conflicted for a long time.
She didn’t even know why, meeting with Stanley Sawyer wasn’t something she cared about, but now that it was seriously brought up by the other party, Claire inexplicably felt nervous.
She then talked about this with Tina Hayes.
Tina Hayes gave a knowing look: "This means that unknowingly, you’ve developed a good feeling towards Stanley Sawyer, you just haven’t realized it yet."
"How could I? I’ve only chatted with him a few times online, I haven’t even met him, how could I like him?"
"Then let me ask you, how did you feel when Stanley Sawyer mentioned meeting up?"
Claire recalled how she felt at that moment.
Then awkwardly said: "My heart was beating a bit fast at the time, but that was because I just won a case against Crystal Warren and was quite emotional."
Tina Hayes thought to herself, you’re just lying to yourself.
You don’t like him yet you remember the restaurants he shared, taking photos and sharing daily events.
Now you’re meeting up, and your heart is pounding.
"If you really don’t think you like him, then there’s no harm in meeting up. After all, he specifically returned from abroad to see you, his sincerity is evident, and didn’t you say this was a meeting introduced by elders, it wouldn’t be easy to explain if you just turn him away."
Claire thought it made sense and replied to Stanley Sawyer: [How about this weekend?]
...
"Young President Lockwood, it’s so late, is there something urgent you wanted to discuss?"
Stanley Sawyer was indulging at the bar when he suddenly received a call from Tristan Lockwood, saying there was something important to tell him face to face.
He recently got a project from Tristan Lockwood and didn’t dare slack at all, so he hurriedly drove to the address sent to him.
Tristan Lockwood took a phone out of his pocket, tossed it on the table, and said indifferently, "Memorize all the chat contents between Stanley Sawyer and Claire Hale in this phone’s WeChat."
"What?"
Stanley Sawyer doubted his ears heard correctly.
"Young President Lockwood, what do you want me to memorize?"
Tristan Lockwood: "I’ll only give you two days; the day after tomorrow is the weekend, you need to meet with Claire Hale."
?
"Meeting the day after tomorrow, but it’s already midnight, which means there’s just over a day left?"
Stanley Sawyer picked up the phone, casually scrolled through the chat history, and was dumbfounded.
"These hundreds of pages of chat history, with new ones every day, even if I were the reincarnation of a literary star, I couldn’t memorize it all!"
Tristan Lockwood gave him a deep look: "Don’t want to?"
Stanley Sawyer immediately quieted down, softly saying: "I’ll start memorizing when I get back."
Then asked: "Young President Lockwood, it’s you chatting with Miss Hale, not me, why don’t you go yourself?"
Tristan Lockwood smirked and said, "If I could date her myself, guess why I would use your identity to chat with her."
Stanley Sawyer was blocked speechless by his chilly gaze.
It’s not that he had nothing to say, but he dared not speak.
Young President Lockwood’s expression combined three parts aloofness with seven parts mockery, clearly broadcasting the words "got dumped" on his face.
Even chatting requires him to use a disguise; it must be that kind of dumped that cannot be chased back.
"The day after tomorrow you will go meet her dressed like this."
Tristan Lockwood sent him a photo.
Stanley Sawyer glanced at it; it’s the attire he wears when meeting family elders, the elite look complete with suit and leather shoes.
The Sawyer family elders particularly like children in professions like doctors, teachers, or civil servants. Tristan Lockwood, coming from a noble family and becoming a life-saving doctor, shines so brightly in the eyes of those aunts and grandmothers of his family.
So Stanley Sawyer is a master of imitation in front of the elders.
And the prototype for his imitation, isn’t it just Tristan Lockwood?
Stanley Sawyer glanced at him with embarrassment.
Tristan Lockwood raised his eyebrows: "If you have something to say, speak."
"Young President Lockwood, I’m not trying to overstep, if you can’t date her yourself, will Miss Hale like me dressed like this?"
Considering the identity, Stanley Sawyer’s words were quite tactful.
"She likes this type," Tristan Lockwood said, staring at him with certainty, "Besides, I’m just asking you to meet her, not pursue her, she won’t like you anyway."
If she doesn’t like it, why have me dress like this.
Stanley Sawyer silently grumbled.
"So tell me, what’s the purpose of my meeting her then?"
Tristan Lockwood moved his lips and slowly uttered two words:
"Bodyguard."
...
After meeting Tristan Lockwood and returning, Stanley Sawyer went through the chat records seriously, and internally, he was utterly surprised.
He never would have thought that the normally aloof and unapproachable Tristan Lockwood could be so passionate towards a woman.
Actually, the chat content was mostly regular, everyday greetings.
But in Stanley Sawyer’s eyes, Tristan Lockwood was always a cool, godlike figure, saying very few words; even when negotiating business, he was concise, cutting any unnecessary talk.
He had never seen Tristan Lockwood curious about a woman’s meal.
And he even sent a pouting puppy emoji.