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.

speculation. Her hands were tightly clenched into fists as

must have misunderstood. Mr. Quinn and Yvette don’t know each

the group

wrong person. Yvette

country bumpkin wouldn’t even get a

washed over Yasmin after hearing their

pendant in her hand, vowing to

meal together, Wilson had learned what Yvette liked and disliked. So today, he had chosen a

“Mr. Quinn, don’t you have a mild- He wanted

His seafood allergy was mild. With gloves, he could peel shrimp for Yvette

Samuel

all the dishes were served. Yvette only 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,” Yvette

to meet hers. “Are you full already?”

sound like he was feeding a pig? Yvette glanced down at her bowl filled with neatly

could read her thoughts. His tone softened as he spoke, “It’s not what you’re thinking. You’re just too

to

could weap his hand around

thin? She had filled out all the places she