Chapter 354: That’s the Day We Got Engaged

‘What?’

Cheyenne was so startled by his words that the candied hawthorn in her hand accidentally fell to the ground.

The translucent sugar coating on the hawthorn shattered on the dusty surface, quickly attracting a swarm of black ants. Cheyenne felt a sense of regret; only four remained.

Sam chuckled and proactively handed his candied hawthorn to her, ‘Miss Lawrence, feel free to have mine.’

He had only eaten one.

Past lessons had taught him: taste the good things, savor the flavor, but don’t indulge.

She still had an unopened string of candied hawthorns in her hand, reserved for Benson. He was from Onistead, and having been in Akloit for three years without returning, he must have missed this nostalgic taste.

After a moment’s hesitation, Cheyenne accepted the candied hawthorn he offered, smiling at him with a touch of self-mockery, ‘I was supposed to treat you to candied hawthorns, but in the end… you paid, and I’m the one eating.’

‘What does it matter? Watching you eat makes it sweet for me too.’

These slightly ambiguous and tender words slipped into Kelvin’s ears and penetrated his heart, stirring waves of bitterness and anger.

He was very familiar with Sam, who was handsome, elegant, noble, carrying a gentle and melancholic prince-like aura. In this world, there were only a few women worthy of him.

Sam detested women to the point of fear. Many noble ladies pursued him, but none left with a smile.

to her, personally escorting her home, and generously treating her when they met on the street involuntarily flashed through his mind. These behaviors

Why?

it have to be Sam! His

a lover and a friend, surged in his heart. With a slight parting of his lips, he warned her in

his words, biting into the candied hawthorn with determination

is none of your business! Are you jealous? What place are you in to be jealous? Master Sam bought it for me;

you want to eat? Go

could this idiot think

softly, ‘Kelvin, I apologize. I didn’t expect to

‘Get lost!’

hawthorns? He

demeanor didn’t anger Sam. He stood there

sweets. But why are you holding…

to enjoy desserts

cold smile, quickly finished the candied hawthorn in her hand, and nonchalantly said while

Kelvin coldly answered her question,

white teeth biting the bamboo stick. ‘Oh, it’s Miss Berry’s birthday.

seeing flowers bloom in late spring or early summer, feeling

things to do. Let’s say our goodbyes. Master Sam, remember the promise you made to me; see you tomorrow.’ ‘Do you need me to walk you?’ Sam

used

hawthorn she dropped on the ground

and suddenly, he spoke towards her retreating figure, ‘It’s not for Abbie; it’s

Cheyenne, have you forgotten?

ago today, it was the day we

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