375 Chapter 375
Abby Roberts hurried out of the elevator, just out of the elevator, and broke her foot again, she only broke once before she got into the elevator, and this is the third time today. It's all the heels, she cursed in a low voice. She felt a little embarrassed that someone around her was looking at her, and she just wanted to leave quickly, rushing forward without raising her head. There was a person coming in front of her, although she didn't hit it directly, but she still blocked the way, she didn't see the person clearly, and said sorry and turned around.
A familiar and nice male voice sounded behind her. It's still that accent, and calling her name always drags on with a long tone.
"Abby, Abby. β
Abby slowly turned her head, brushed her hair, smiled, and called the man's name, "Hey, Pat." The man in front of her was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with a lot of hair wax on the golden miscellaneous hair, and the scarves, ties, and leather shoes in the upper pockets were fashionable in style and color, not what he always appeared in public. What hasn't changed is the handsome face and the nonchalant corners of the mouth.
The girl opposite her had blonde hair and ears, a pair of blue eyes and a smile, but she was no longer so girly. She wore a tight black skirt that reached the knee and a green coat about the same length as the skirt and was not buttoned. The black heels are a bit exaggerated, but they make her look even taller. Of course, Abby wasn't short in the first place. She looked like a stylish and capable professional woman, and if Patrick hadn't seen her out of the elevator just now, he would have thought that the woman in front of him at the moment was not the Abby he knew.
Patrick smiled at Abby, "I guess I'll run into you today." β
The last time they met was at the baptism of Kate and Ian's son, with Patrick as the godfather and Abby as the godmother. But they didn't say a few words that time, Abby took her boyfriend with her, and Patrick was always with Zixiang and Lu Ling. Patrick had heard that Abby was now interning at Glamour, where he had just finished a photo shoot and done a brief interview, and wondered why he hadn't seen her all this time.
"Actually, I heard that you came here today, but unfortunately I've been very busy with work today, and I thought maybe I won't see you, who knows......" Abby flicked her hair again. In fact, they have met many times on and off since they broke up, and the source is related to Kate and Ian, only the two have met for the first time.
Years have passed in a trance. He moved from QPR to Barcelona and went from Championship player of the year to Ballon d'Or. She has also graduated from Lunyi and is now a trainee editor at Glamour. In a matter of seconds, Abby asked herself a question in her mind, if they hadn't broken up in the first place, what would they be like today?
"Have a cup of coffee together, if you're not too busy. Patrick asked politely.
Abby's feet moved in her heels, and then, with a smile, she said, "I think so." β
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Abby churned her coffee, the sound of spoons clapping porcelain irregularly. There's not much to talk about, she thought. Nor should he have agreed, and Pat might have just asked casually. However, it is always rare for old lovers to sit here so calmly. Speaking of which, the two are still the godfather and godmother of the same little boy, and they will meet at least once a year in the years to come. It's not a friend, it's a general friend.
Abby put down the spoon and looked up. The man on the other side looked out the window with a slight sideways face, he seemed to be thinking about something, in short, his mind was not on this cup of coffee.
Abby also looked out the window.
This London afternoon was as gloomy as ever, the clouds were thick and a little low, and the London Eye was rolling not far away. The River Thames meanders and the buildings on both sides look dead at first glance, but look alive on closer inspection.
Her gaze eventually fell on the transparent glass figure.
What exactly was Pat thinking?
Abby didn't pay much attention to football, even when she was Patrick's girlfriend. If it weren't for hearing a few colleagues talk about Patrick in the past two days, she wouldn't have known that he was injured again. That's why he has time to go back to London? Is it a short vacation? By the way, he should take today's shooting and interview.
"Are you healed?" Abby asked, seeing that he had not spoken. After asking, she thought that it was right to break up at the beginning. I asked her for coffee, but she didn't speak. He has always been such a boy, cool, not talking too much, sometimes popping out a few words of ridicule that make people laugh and make people angry, and the whole person is gentlemanly and indifferent. It's like this with good buddies, it's still like this with girls.
Patrick turned his head, apologized, and then said, "I was watching...... Dove. Thanks, I'm almost ready, I'll be back in Barcelona tomorrow to train. How have you been?" he asked, picking up his coffee and taking a sip.
Abby put down her coffee cup and nodded, "I'm fine, thank you." I'll probably get a formal position soon, and you know it's always been something I've wanted to do, just like you love to play football. For the rest, oh, I've been single again recently. She said and blinked, "I'm not hinting at anything. β
"I know. Patrick laughed.
Abby laughed too. After laughing, she remembered something and said, "You know, Pat, the Sun has approached me. β
Patrick's eyebrows twitched slightly, waiting for the next step.
"Actually, it's not surprising. You know what they're looking for me to do, they just want to hear my old stories with you, and it's best to include some Christine gossip. β
"But you refused. β
"yes, I refused. Abby grinned again, "If I want to share my own story, I might as well give Glamour, would Glamour be a lower bid than theirs?"
"Thank you, Abby. Patrick said from the bottom of his heart.
"Don't thank me, I'm for myself. Those are good memories and I don't want to sell them. Abby said and lifted her chin slightly.
Patrick was stunned when he saw her like this. It seems that the girl he likes is more or less a shadow of that girl. Was it because the girl's influence on him when she was young was too ingrained? Or maybe they weren't alike, but he unconsciously associated them with Tina.
It's stupid. Patrick snorted softly to himself, and the others sounded like a sigh.
Abby opened her eyes and threw an inquiring look at him. Patrick shook his head, "Even so, I want to thank you. β
"Well, you're welcome. Abby shrugged and picked up the porcelain in front of her. The coffee was already cold, but they didn't say a word.
"Oh......" Abby put down her coffee cup and thought of something else, "I heard yesterday that they wanted to get your tattoo, did you say yes?"
Patrick smiled and nodded.
Abby looked at his smile and remembered that she had told him that they weren't on the same page. Later, someone said something similar to her, but this time she played the role of Pat. She also remembered that not long ago, The Sun revealed that Nicolas Flores and Kristen Lue broke up, most likely because the latter rejected the former's marriage proposal. She doesn't know what the hell is going on, she just knows that this world is full of stories about me liking you a little more, you liking me a little less, I love you, and you don't love me.
"It's beautiful. Abby exclaimed, "Christine's is also beautiful, although the photo is not clear. β
"It's beautiful. Patrick whispered.
They were silent for a moment. "If you don't mind, I'll have to ask, you seem to be in a bad mood, why, Pat?"
"I've missed a lot of games this season. Patrick looked at his watch, "I'm sorry, Abby, I might have to go." β
Abby then stood up, and Patrick then stood up.
"Anyway, the coffee was good. Abby spread her hands.
"Anyway?" Patrick asked, feigning a frown.
"There will never be a first date on a second date. Abby continued to tease.
Patrick looked down and smiled, "I'm sorry. Really that bad, huh?"
"Yes, it's really that bad. Abby said with a smile as she walked over and hugged Patrick, "Goodbye then, Pat." Hopefully you'll be lucky and don't get hurt again, maybe I'll watch you play a game or two. β
"Thanks, Abby. Patrick patted Abby on the back.
"Hey, Patβ"
Patrick asked what.
She whispered in his ear, "You know I'm not a gossip girl, and I'm not going to ask you and Christine, but can you promise me that if you get married one day, you'll invite me to your wedding......?"
"I promise you. Patrick interrupted her, commising. Then he looked at her and added with a sincere gaze, "If that happens." β
"Thank you, Pat, I'll be honored. Abby blinked. If that happens, it will be a nice ending to a love story, she thought.
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Patrick suffered a calf strain against Barcelona in Sevilla in La Liga two weeks ago, and this is already Patrick Amber's third injury this season. Thankfully, it was also the lightest.
This player, who has barely been injured in the past three years, is also the best player in the world, and is still the footballer with the highest commercial value, seems to be turning into a glass man.
The way a player plays a ball largely determines the probability of him getting injured.
Patrick is extremely capable of dribbling and is adept at using a variety of moves to defeat his opponents β many of which are extreme and physically demanding. Over the course of several years, the ankle, knee and hip joints were strained, and injuries began to erupt in the last year, with Patrick's right ankle being the hardest hit.
In the past, Brazilian superstar Ronaldo and Dutch superstar Arjen Robben have all set precedents for frequent injuries due to their own technical characteristics. However, Patrick's calf injury this time is not thought to have much to do with his previous ankle injury. Barcelona and England fans let out a long sigh.
It's just that Pep Guardiola's face is even more gloomy.
Barcelona are already seven points behind in La Liga, with Real Madrid far ahead. Maybe it's a better chance in the Champions League, but this season, Barcelona has suffered injuries of varying degrees in addition to Patrick's injury, and in the Champions League game against Manchester City, even if Patrick returns, the Catalans will still face the problem of missing a number of key players.
Recently, the Spanish media, especially Marca and As, have even begun to promote rumours of a discord between Patrick Amber and manager Pep Guardiola β both of whom laughed off in front of the camera, but the rumours did not stop there.
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After separating from Abby Roberts, Patrick did not go home, but went straight to a French restaurant in West London. He had already reserved his seat, and even though there were fifteen minutes left before the appointed time, he didn't mind going in and waiting.
Ten minutes later, a beautiful and sexy Asian woman walked into the restaurant.
Former QPR coach Kristen Lue, who had only recently returned to London, followed the waiter to Patrick's table with her over-the-knee boots.
Patrick was already on his feet. They greeted and hugged each other, and then he was about to pull her chair out when her voice rang out, "Pat, let's talk about it, it's a hang out between friends, not a date." β
Patrick ignored her, still walked around, and said, "Okay, Tina, just tell me what the difference is?"
She glanced at him with a frown, smiled and said thank you as she took her seat, and he returned to his seat.
"You know the difference. She looked up at him, dressed as if he had just left Fashion Week, and she couldn't help but tease him, and said, "I'm hungry, Pat, can we order?"
"Every time, every time you say that. β
"What?"
"'I'm hungry. Patrick winked teasingly at the girl across from him, and said vaguely, "You're always hungry." β
"No flirting, pat" she raised her eyes again, her expression and tone slightly serious.
Patrick didn't look up, looked at the menu, and said indifferently: "I mean you and Carlo Ancelotti (the famous foodie manager) must have a lot to talk about." β
Lu Ling pouted, "That's true." "Carlo Ancelotti is a manager she admires a lot. 166 Reading Network