Chapter 32 The Wilson Family In Tayhaven

Hannah was in her usual blue and white gown that showcased her exquisite figure and highlighted her assets. A pair of black high heels accentuating her long and slender legs that were white as snow rounded off the entire outfit.

She seemed to have a penchant for wearing gowns, for she was still wearing one even when it was early autumn.

“Aren’t you cold?” Donald inquired.

Without even sparing him a single look, Hannah strode right into the lakeside restaurant. “Not really.”

Such was her character, and she wasn’t all that vivacious compared to Donald.

 

“You seem to be in a bad mood.” Only after they had entered the restaurant did she finally turn her gaze on Donald.

Donald’s expression was calm and unruffled, his emotions indiscernible from his countenance. “Not really.”

 

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