Love at First Night (Frank and Judith)

Chapter 258

“Mr. Taylor,” Myla greeted Frank with a guilty conscience. Frank responded indifferently, not even looking at Myla. Myla was afraid that Frank would still care about what had happened in the morning. So, she did not dare to stay any longer and walked faster toward the office. Frank looked at the glass of mango juice in Myla’s hand. Judith was allergic to mango juice and could not even touch it. Thinking of it, Frank followed Myla. Myla walked to Judith’s desk and smiled. “Ms. White, it was my fault this morning. In the future, I will take my work seriously and won’t allow such a thing to happen again. This is the juice I brought for you. It is fresh. Please enjoy it.” Judith looked up and found that it was mango juice. She instantly felt a lingering fear. She wondered, “Why is it mango juice?” Judith could not help but recall some images that made her feel pain. In the past, when Sherly was in a bad mood, she would always splash mango juice on Judith. And Judith didn’t want to recall that kind of pain for the rest of her life. She stared at the mango juice for a while and said coldly, “You take it. I’m full and can’t drink anymore.” Judith thought, “Sherly and Myla are friends. I have to be wary. Perhaps it is a trap set by Sherly to prove that I am Judith Cooper.” Hearing that, Myla frowned slightly and complained in her mind, “I am giving her face! And I have admitted my fault, but she didn’t give me a face!” “Ms. White, are you still unwilling to forgive me?” Myla’s tone was unhappy and her expression became gloomy.

a little better. “Ms. White, please drink the mango juice. Then I’ll know you have forgiven me.” Myla’s persistence made Judith more suspicious. She asked, “Give me mango juice… Whose suggestion?” Myla was slightly stunned. She did not understand why Judith asked this. It was just mango juice. Did she need anyone to remind her? Myla smiled and said, “Ms. White, why do you ask this? I don’t need anyone’s advice on buying a cup of mango juice. Or … do you suspect that there is something wrong with it?” Judith glanced at the mango juice.

It’s a bit salty.” Frank was standing outside the door and suddenly interrupted Myla. “Mr. Taylor…” Myla frowned and looked at Frank. “When did he come? He suddenly appeared, just like a ghost. I am almost scared.” Frank did not look at Myla. He took the mango juice in her hand and drank it using the straw. Judith widened her eyes and looked at