GoodReadChapter 136 "Morning," Vincent greeted. The mist swirling around him gave him an almost unreal appearance.
Tiffany was caught off guard. "Mr. Lewis?" With Vincent standing amidst the mist, he seemed like a mirage.
Rubbing her eyes in disbelief, Tiffany wondered if she was still half-asleep or dreaming. But there stood Vincent, undeniably real and alive before her.
"Mr. Lewis?" she called out again.
"It's me," Vincent replied softly, his voice barely audible over her racing heartbeat.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNo one could understand why he rushed back, with no desire to delay. No one knew why the moment he landed, he drove straight to her dorm without a second thought.
No one could grasp the peace and joy he felt at the sight of her face. No one could comprehend his longing to hold her tight, restrained only by his willpower.
"Mr. Lewis, you're back?" Tiffany's soft voice found its way into his heart, melting his defenses.
"Yeah, just got back," Vincent replied.
His gaze was so intense that Tiffany felt a bit flustered.
Trying to break the tension, Vincent glanced at the thermos she was holding and asked, "On your way to breakfast?" "Yeah," Tiffany replied softly.
"I rushed back and didn't even get to eat dinner last night," Vincent said, rubbing his stomach with a slightly pouty tone.
Tiffany hesitated for a moment, then offered, "If you don't mind, do you want to join me?" She knew she should keep her distance. However, with him showing up like this and the way the conversation was going, she couldn't stay indifferent. Vincent's expression softened. "Sure." They walked to the cafeteria together. It was still early, so the place was quiet and nearly empty. Tiffany grabbed two trays and handed one to Vincent. She walked ahead, with him following close behind.
After getting their breakfast, they found a spot to sit down and eat.
Tiffany glanced at Vincent's tray and saw they had the exact sbreakfast.
She had scrambled eggs, a piece of toast, a small bowl of oatmeal, and a few slices of fruit. So did Vincent. She couldn't help but wonder if he did it on purpose.
Noticing her gaze, Vincent said with a smile, "I didn't know what was good, so I just picked what you did." He glanced at her tray again. "Are you sure that's enough nutrition for you? You're eating so little." "I'm into small, frequent meals now, and I snack on appetizers occasionally. I read online that it's good for the baby," she said.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmVincent's expression darkened at the mention of the baby. "Yeah, you should prioritize the baby now." They then ate their meals quietly, not saying much.
After they finished eating, Vincent suggested giving her a ride to the company.
Standing by the car, Tiffany noticed a stain on his crisp white shirt and pointed it out. "Mr. Lewis, you should head back. You need to take a shower first and change your clothes." en Vincent glanced down at the stain, unfazed. "I can change at the office." With that, he opened the car door, motioning for Tiffany to get in.
Glancing at the door, she softly said, "You've been away on a business trip must be missing you a lot. I think if she saw you now, she'd be really happy." yor a few days. kely on a
She was subtly reminding Vincent of his fiancee waiting for him at Adme. It was also a gentle reminder to herself to be mindful of theme.
respective positions.
She was deliberately creating distance.
Seconds later, Vincent closed the car door, "Be careful on the way to the eful by any the office." Tiffany stepped back, her gaze lowered, "Thank you, Mr. Lewis." Vincent didn't say anything more as he got into the car and drove away.
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