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.

someone like Cheyenne 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 the street involuntarily

Why?

to be Sam! His close

surged in his heart. With a slight parting of his

his words, biting into the candied

place are you in to be

want to eat? Go buy

idiot

quickly flashed in his clear and gentle eyes as he spoke softly, ‘Kelvin, I apologize. I didn’t expect to run into

‘Get lost!’

hell cared about his candied hawthorns? He was angry about why he and Cheyenne were

He stood there gracefully, smiling with a

But why are

to enjoy desserts

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

answered her question, ‘Today is

the bamboo stick.

late spring or early summer, feeling an inexplicable heaviness in his

I have some things to do. Let’s say our goodbyes. Master Sam, remember the promise you made to me; see

need, I’m used to

that, she left gracefully. The candied hawthorn she dropped on the ground

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

Cheyenne, have you forgotten?

years ago today, it was the day we got

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255