chapter 4 Let’s just chat, I’m afraid you won’t succeed ===

She had always been single and had never had close contact with the opposite sex. Now, a fiancé suddenly appears. Who could accept this?
No…
I can't give up just like that.
There's no way I would just hand over my life's happiness to some boy from the countryside whom I've never met before.
As she secretly swore, Ulric was asking reception for Mabel's address at the gate of Bloomfield Boulevard.
How could a receptionist surrender such details?
Not only did he not say anything, he even shooed Ulric away, but Ulric refused to budge.
"Boy, continue bothering me like this, and I'll call security."
Ulric said expressionlessly, "Sir, I'm just here to meet someone, why are you getting in my way?"
"If I don't stop you, you think I'll still have my job?" The receptionist was dumbfounded. "Let me tell you, ordinary people can't enter here. Leave quickly. If the owners bump into you, they will complain to me."
He tried to push Ulric, but Ulric twisted his arm, making him unable to move.
"Boy, you... What are you doing!? Let me go!"
The receptionist became angry...
Ulric did not care. He glanced at the door and said, "Sir, I won't make it difficult for you, so how about this? I just want to see her in person. I don't need anything else."
Having encountered a person like this, the receptionist had no choice. "You... if you want to see Miss Flores, you have to let me know who you are, right?"
"I'm her fiancé!"
The receptionist shook his head and sighed as if Ulric's response was simply expected. "Oh, another fool who has been carried away by her beauty."
"What do you meant 'carried away'? I'm really her fiancé. If you don't believe it, let me see her. We'll find out naturally if it's true or false."
"Boy, to tell you the truth, I have met many men here who are acquainted with Miss Flores, and any one of them are famous in Yorkvichill City. But you? Better forget it!"
Ulric was speechless.
These days, no one believes the truth.
Ulric wanted to explain, but then thought about it and decided to forget it.
After all, there is indeed a gap in their positions, so it was useless to say more.
"Sir, what about this, you should have her contact information. You can call her and find out if I really am her fiancé."
The receptionist did not dare to disturb Mabel, but the person in front of him was difficult to deal with, so he had no choice but to say, "Well... fine, let go of me first, and I will check with her."
Breaking free from Ulric's restraints, the receptionist found her number and dialed it. At this moment, Mabel was feeling down about her fiancé. When the phone rang, she answered it without even looking.
"Hello, Miss Flores, I am the receptionist of Bloomfield Boulevard!"
Mabel frowned slightly, "Is something up?"
The receptionist glanced at Ulric and said cautiously, "Miss Flores, there's a man claiming to be your fiancé at the gate, and he insists on seeing you. I want to confirm if you know anything about this?"
What?
Mabel frowned even more.
Grandpa had only told me, and he's already here?
"Miss Flores, if..."
Before the guard could finish speaking, Ulric took his phone and said directly into it, "You are Mabel Flores, right? I am your fiancé, Ulric Collins. Can we meet up and talk?"
Mabel was silent.
This person is so direct.
Mabel held back her displeasure and said, "Sorry, I have nothing to talk to you about."
She was about to hang up the phone, but what he said next made her angry.
"If you say that, then I can only go to the Flores residence next."
You…
Considering her identity, Mabel suppressed her anger. "Fine, you win this time. Who's afraid of a little chat? Just wait for me, I'll be there."
"No need to bother, I'll see you directly to save time."
Before Mabel could speak again, Ulric hung up and turned to the receptionist. "Did you hear the conversation just now?"
The receptionist was shocked.
No one has ever dared to talk to Miss Flores like this, and he actually...
"Sir, I'm asking you, can I see her now?"
The receptionist came to his senses and said quickly, "Yes, yes! Since Miss Flores is willing to see you, how can I stop her?"
The receptionist told him Mabel's unit number, and Ulric walked there directly.
"It's strange. This boy is so different from the previous noble masters, yet Miss Flores is actually willing to see him. Could it be that he is really her fiancé?"
The receptionist scratched the back of his head, unable to figure out the situation.
At this moment , Mabel had put on some simple makeup and was about to go downstairs when her doorbell rang, leaving her wondering what to do.
She knew that the person coming was definitely that Ulric Collins who had just called her. If she opened the door, she was afraid she lacked the courage to proceed. If she didn't open the door, she would appear timid after saying all that.
While she hesitated, the doorbell rang again. Mabel brushed her hair behind her ear, took a deep breath, and finally opened the door.
"I say, aren't you…"
Ulric was about to complain how slow she was to open the door, but midway through his words, he froze on the spot.
He originally thought that the person opening the door must be an ugly person, but who would have thought that she was a dazzling beauty.
No…
Describing her as dazzling was not enough to explain how stunning she looked.
A beautiful face, exquisite facial features, long, black and smooth hair, and an awe-inspiring temperament.
In particular, her great figure, even while wrapped up in a white skirt, was still perfectly alluring.
While he looked at Mabel, Mabel was also looking at him. He was dressed in a rustic style, and looked like he just came from the mountains.
It was not that she looked down on the people from the countryside, it was just that Ulric's behavior at the moment made her feel sick.
"Are you Ulric Collins?"
Mabel really could not stand his leering gaze, and her tone was filled with disgust.
Ulric came back to his senses at the sudden question. "I am, are you Mabel Flores?"
"That's right! I only learned about the matter between you and me today. Now that you're here, I'll make my thoughts clear to you. I didn't agree to this marriage."
Ulric frowned slightly and was about to speak, but Mabel spoke again, "I know you aren't willing to give up, but I can tell you clearly that we are not even on the same level, so you should give up on this as soon as possible."
Without waiting for Ulric to respond, Mabel slammed the door and closed it.
Ulric was speechless.
From the door opening to closing, it seemed like less than two minutes...
Aside from introducing himself, she did not give him a chance to speak.
This isn't right…
He was the one who wanted to break off the engagement, so why did she become the one who broke off the engagement?
If it went down like that, won't the circumstances have changed totally?
If the old man knew that his only apprentice had been rejected by her and was even shut out, would he not laugh himself to death?
This won't do…
If the engagement is to be broken, I have to be the one to break it off. I can't let her be the one to break it!
Ulric was unwilling to give up.
Although Mabel was beautiful, Deja at the foot of the mountain was not bad either, and he did not want to break Deja's heart because of her.
If only Mabel knew his thoughts, who knew how ridiculous she would find it.
How could someone stupid like this even break a woman's heart?
Anyone who took a fancy to him must be blind.