Love After a Steamy Affair

Chapter 150: Thank You for Today

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Lanterns hung on the corridor of the teahouse at regular intervals. At the end of the corridor was an octagonal pavilion. Beside the pavilion was a pond where koi fish swam.

She entered the pavilion and saw a woman sitting in a corner. She was wearing a short-sleeved knitted shirt and a plain skirt that reached her ankles while her hair was tied up high.

“Oh, it’s you!” Serenity was surprised.

This woman was the owner of the wooden book house in Camdell Resort.

Because she looked like a woman from Cador and had the grace and gentleness of a Jurvik woman, Serenity had a pretty good impression of her.

Stunned, Wendy Jones looked carefully at Serenity before suddenly remembering that this was the first customer of her bookstore. She stood up and smiled gently. “What a coincidence. My name is Wendy Jones. You can call me Mrs. Hoffman.”

“My name is Serenity.” She smiled.

two sat down on a long bench in the pavilion. Serenity asked,

smiled slightly, looking a little gentle. “I’m here to see an elder but he has a guest now, so 1 came here to

water in the pool. “The resort has already opened. How’s the bookstore

and gently said, “1 never cared about the

feel like you’re living in seclusion?” Serenity

to Serenity, looking at the latter with pitch-black eyes as calm as water.

the railing. Then, she casually walked around the pavilion and said, “It’s good, but

continued to smile but did not say anything else. She looked into the distance with a sorrowful

them chatted for a while more before a waitress in a dress walked over. “Ms. Serenity, President Jones

smiled. She looked at Wendy and said, “Mrs. Hoffman, it was nice chatting with you today. I’ll be leaving now.

Wendy still had a good impression of her.

Gabriel was already sitting in the booth with his legs crossed. He had a cigarette between his fingers, but he did not light it up. He was just playing with it

Serenity did not beat around the

that

corner of his mouth.

of relationship,

the car window and lit up a cigarette. He took a puff and placed his hand on the window with the cigarette. His eyes were dark. “Master Hoffman