Rose with Thorns

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“You guys, look over there! It’s Mr. Quinn! Wait, who’s that woman beside him? Her figure looks so familiar…”

as they watched Wilson and

whispers among the socialites grew as

“Yeah, you’re right. She kind of looks like Yvette e from behind.” The wh from a distance.

she listened to their speculation. Her hands were tightly clenched into fists as she tried

must have misunderstood. Mr. Quinn and Yvette don’t know each other.” How could Wilson possibly be with

the group of socialites quickly

wrong person. Yvette wouldn’t possibly be together with

bumpkin wouldn’t even get

over Yasmin after hearing their

her hand, vowing

their last meal together, Wilson had learned what Yvette liked and disliked. So today, he

the seafood restaurant warily. “Mr. Quinn, don’t you have a mild- He wanted to war Wilson about his allergies, but Wilson

allergy was mild. With gloves, he could peel shrimp

this, Samuel silently stepped

had to focus on eating as Wilson meticulously peeled shrimp for her with his gloved hands. “That’s enough. You don’t need to peel anymore,”

he lifted his captivating eyes to meet hers.

he sound like he was feeding a pig? Yvette glanced down at her bowl filled with neatly peeled shrimp. She hadn’t

softened as he spoke, “It’s

have to eat

hand around her

really that thin? She had filled out