One year, one love by Aurora Miller

Chapter 33

Chapter 33

Doris suddenly poked Lewis’s waist with her index finger.

He immediately furrowed his brow and complained, “Don’t be so heartless. You know my waist hurts

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“Heh, you deserve it, Doris shot back, her tone fierce, She’d felt sorry for him last night, but since today, not a single ounce of sympathy was left.

She grabbed her clothes and headed to the bathroom. After changing, Doris made her way downstairs. The delicious aroma from the kitchen hit her immediately, making her stomach growl.

“Doris, want some waffles?” Margaret asked. “If you’re not in the mood, I’ve also got Cream of Wheat. Just pick what you like.”

“Waffles look great. I want to try Nadia’s cooking. Doris sat down next to Margaret and said, “Margaret, I really meant to make you breakfast, but sorry, I overslept. I’ll make it up to you next time.”

“It’s no big deal. Margaret waved it off casually. “Now that you and Lewis are married, I’m sure you’ll be eating at my place often enough.”

Doris remembered setting an alarm for 6 a.m. last night, but it hadn’t gone off. She wondered if she had misremembered, or if someone had turned it off. If it was the latter, the prime suspect was absolutely Lewis. Yet she didn’t know why he did that.

Lewis walked into the dining room, hands casually shoved in his pockets, looking completely relaxed.

Doris let go of her suspicions and lowered her gaze.

Just then, Nadia brought the steaming waffles to the table. Doris grabbed a fork, speared a piece, drizzled some chocolate sauce over it, and took a bite. The waffles tasted indeed soft and delicious.

After breakfast, it was time for Lewis and Doris to head back to work.

Nadia packed some freshly baked bread for them and said, “I’ll bake more once you’re done, and I’ll send it over to you.”

Margaret had also packed a bunch of fresh fruits, filling up the trunk. “We planted them ourselves with no pesticides. They’re totally safe green food.”

Then, Margaret pulled out a card and handed it to Doris. “Here, this is a little gift for your new life together. Take it.”

“Margaret, I can’t take this. Keep it for you,” Doris said, trying to give it back.

“Listen, I’ve got enough money and everything I need. This is just my blessing for you and Lewis. Take it, or I’ll be sad,” Margaret insisted, trying to look stern but failing miserably.

Doris,” Lewis

replied, “Thank you

next with a grin. “Your amount is smaller than Doris’s.”

not jealous,” Lewis said while tucking the card into his jacket pocket.

a serious tone. A second later, she shifted

face heat up. The morning sunlight

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Lewis. She held them a little longer than usual, clearly reluctant to let go. “Take care.”

drove off. Looking through the rearview mirror, Doris saw Margaret standing in the doorway, watching them and waving goodbye. A soft, tender feeling welled up inside Doris.

corner of his eye, Lewis noticed the redness in Doris’s eyes, and he comforted, “It’s okay. You

trying to hold back

dropped Doris to her workplace. Doris changed into her work clothes at the hotel

something important to announce,” Leon said, his

gathered together, and

our hotel. Make sure you’re in your best state, Mr. West values the deal with Hartman Group, so not a single mistake is allowed. If anyone screws this up,

at Doris before continuing, “Okay, get back

as Doris was about to turn and leave, she heard Leon’s voice call her name, “Doris, could

for a moment but still followed him to a

crucial. You should know what to do, huh? If you want to keep your job, give me a reply before

Leon walk off, mentally cursing him out

a long day at work, Doris changed into something more casual and was just about to leave

we hit the shops and grab a bite?” Lola asked, her tone

white floral silk shirt and long skirt with a red belt at her waist. It

of buttons undone at the collar, showing off her smooth, fair

hesitated. She had planned to cook at home after work. After all,

potato sack, but it’s a shame to hide your body in baggy clothes.” Lola glanced at Doris’s white T–shirt and jeans

bother with fashion. She replied,

too many clothes. Honestly, think about your father who’s always focused on his son. You work hard and don’t spend a dime on yourself. Do you want your father to take your money and spoil your brother with

sacrifice everything for them. They won’t thank you for it, and they’ll probably think you owe them even more.” Lola linked arms with Doris and

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