Chapter 65


Chapter 65:

Joyce glanced at Cedric with renewed interest.

“Mr. Phillips, are you planning to head to lunch soon? Could I perhaps accompany you?” Joyce angled her head, giving her eyelashes a flirtatious flutter, hoping to charm him.

Her lips curved into a playful pout as she implored in a sweet, coaxing tone, “Please? Can I join you for lunch?”

Daniela shivered, a wave of goosebumps spreading across her skin.

Cedric’s forehead creased, and in a sharp, icy tone, he replied, “No.” Joyce opened her mouth to argue, but before she could, Cedric’s face hardened.

“I have germaphobia,” he stated plainly.

Joyce stood stock-still. Her eyes immediately began to fill with tears. What was he trying to say? Was he suggesting she was dirty? Just as Joyce was about to speak, Daniela raised her hand and gestured to the door.

“Alright, time to leave.

gone. How about you

eyes could scorch her. With an angry

her face—tears so raw and vulnerable they would have softened the heart of any ordinary man. But Cedric barely reacted. His frown deepened,

up, locking eyes with Cedric’s intense, thoughtful gaze.

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“What’s the matter?”

just stared at her, saying nothing. She looked as lively and glowing as she had the day they first met, but now there was something different—something that caused a

nothing, let’s

His attention never strayed from Daniela. He peeled shrimp, cracked crabs, and even

unusual. Something seemed to be bothering him. After the meal, Cedric passed Daniela a plate of fruit. Smiling, she asked,

her a slice of juicy

nodded, choosing not to press

the damp towel, his eyes lowering for a moment. After a brief pause, he

the seriousness in his

looked away, took another bite of the watermelon, and gave

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