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

Why?

did it have to be Sam! His close

both a lover and a friend, surged in his heart. With a slight parting of his lips, he warned her in a tone mixed with threat, ‘Cheyenne,

to ignore his words, biting into the candied hawthorn with

you in to be jealous? Master Sam bought it for me; he can give it to whomever he

want to eat? Go buy it

this idiot think he wanted to

response. A hint of astonishment quickly flashed in his clear and gentle eyes as he spoke softly, ‘Kelvin, I

‘Get lost!’

his candied hawthorns? He

didn’t anger Sam. He stood there gracefully, smiling with a hint of

Kelvin, you don’t like sweets. But why are you holding… um,

to enjoy desserts that only

and nonchalantly said

her question, ‘Today

stick. ‘Oh, it’s Miss

smile on her face, as if seeing flowers bloom in late spring or early summer, feeling an inexplicable

say our goodbyes. Master Sam, remember the promise you made to me; see

I’m used to

hawthorn she dropped on the ground moments ago lay

massive stone blocked Kelvin’s chest. His gaze followed Cheyenne as she walked away, and suddenly, he

Cheyenne, have you forgotten?

ago today, it was

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