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.

would never attract Sam. However, images of Sam willingly giving money to her, personally escorting her home, and generously treating her when they met on

Why?

it have to be Sam! His

his heart. With a slight parting of his lips, he warned her in

the petite woman seemed to ignore his words, biting into the candied hawthorn with determination

Are you jealous? What place are you in to be jealous?

to eat? Go buy it

infuriated. How could this idiot think he wanted to compete

spoke softly,

‘Get lost!’

the hell cared about his candied hawthorns? He

anger Sam. He stood there

But why are

didn’t seem to

in her hand, and nonchalantly said while biting the bamboo stick, ‘Master

answered her question, ‘Today is

biting the bamboo stick. ‘Oh, it’s

in late spring or early summer, feeling an inexplicable

she remained indifferent, patting his arm and bidding him farewell, ‘Alright, I have some things to do. Let’s say our goodbyes. Master Sam, remember the promise you made to me; see you tomorrow.’ ‘Do you need

used to

left gracefully. The candied hawthorn she dropped on the ground moments ago lay there, a

away, and suddenly, he spoke towards her

Cheyenne, have you forgotten?

was the day

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