Love Coming from the Least Expected

I looked at the phone, feeling doubtful. Mom sounded rather strange just now. It felt as if she was trying to hide something. I could not help but wonder if she had fought with Mark.

However, a while later, Mom called again, sounding more relaxed this time. She told me she was having breakfast just now and had accidentally spilled her oatmeal, almost scalding herself. She reassured me that she would go to the restaurant with Nathan later, and asked me not to worry.

That cleared up my doubts. I must have been overthinking. Christopher had been going through his wardrobe for a long time, unable to decide what to wear. “Eve, what do you think I should wear later? Should I wear something more formal? Or is it better to wear something casual that gives off a youthful vibe? It’s my first time meeting your mom after all. I want to give her a good impression.”

to him. “Just this is good enough. You’re meeting my mom, not going on a date with me. Why do you need to look so handsome? Others might think that you’re going on a

make sure that your mom doesn’t find fault with me; otherwise, who knows when we can finally get married!” Christopher held up the outfit which I

way. Let’s go now. If not, we’ll miss the flight.” I tugged on Christopher’s hand, dragging him away from his

I spotted Benjamin from afar. He was looking around and he seemed a little anxious. Pacing back and forth, he looked

at the airport. That could be because I did not have any close friends. I had specially dressed up for the occasion and brought along a present. Glancing at the time, I urged Christopher to hasten his steps, realizing that it was

we trotted over, boarding procedures had already started. I saw Benjamin turning away, looking dejected.

eyes lit up when he saw me standing in the corridor, still trying to

promised you that I’ll be here. This is your farewell

skirt and the

for my wife if there’s nothing urgent. She’s a very busy woman,” Christopher said, feeling displeased. He had stepped in between us and pulled

and said

later, he seemed relieved as he said, “I don’t have any right to mind. Last time, it was me who… Oh, forget it. Anyway, remember to send me an invitation if you get married. I’ll