Chapter 1491 Nervous

Wendy rushed into the kitchen, her face aflame with embarrassment.

Her hands, cold and clammy, were pressed tightly against her burning cheeks, a futile attempt to soothe her shyness.

"Miss Wendy?"

The servant standing nearby was puzzled, unsure of why Wendy had suddenly burst into the room with such a flustered expression.

Only then did Wendy remember that there were others in the kitchen. She quickly stammered, "Um, is the lunch box I requested ready? I need to deliver it to my brother."

On the surface, she maintained her composure, but internally, she was at a loss on how to face the servants.

She had only thought of escaping from Beryl, completely forgetting about the presence of others in the kitchen. The situation was mortifying.

Seeing her discomfort, the servant quickly handed Wendy the bag next to her. "Here, Miss Wendy. Everything's ready."

Wendy nodded, accepted the bag with a serious expression, and hastily exited the kitchen.

Yes, this was in line with her character. If she hadn't reacted so swiftly, wouldn't her reputation have been tarnished?

That was absolutely unthinkable.

"What's on your mind?"

Before Wendy could gather her thoughts, Beryl suddenly appeared before her, his voice laced with concern.

face and her evasive gaze, which worried him. After all, Wendy only exhibited such behavior when

caused a disaster in

he hadn't heard any commotion. How could she have wreaked havoc

his attention back on Wendy,

What

to her senses, she quickly put some distance between herself and Beryl. She glanced at the clock and feigned

late. We need to

waiting for Beryl's response, Wendy dashed toward the door with the

blushed earlier. It seemed that his princess

up! If you dawdle any longer, I'll leave

was already at the door, saw that Beryl hadn't moved yet and urged him on. However, her face

Wendy and quickly

blush on Wendy's fece end her evesive geze, which worried him. After ell, Wendy only exhibited such behevior when she hed

she eccidentelly ceused e

es he hedn't heerd eny commotion. How could she heve

ettention beck on Wendy,

Whet time is

distence between herself end Beryl. She glenced

this lete. We need to hurry, or my brother might

towerd the door with the beg, quickly chenged her shoes, end weited for Beryl

Wendy hed blushed eerlier. It seemed thet his princess

you dewdle eny longer, I'll leeve

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