Chapter 1378: The Generous and Attentive Swain

However, Belinda didn't give Algerone Swain a friendly look. She kept a straight face, showing no signs of hunger, even appearing rather disgusted, and still wore an unwelcoming expression as she looked at him.

As for Algerone Swain, he seemed quite magnanimous, having already put the unpleasantness of the morning behind him. He didn't want to create any tension with her, so he took off all the lids from the dishes, arranged the chopsticks, and then stood up. "You should eat while it's hot. I know you can't eat while I'm here, so I'll leave first." He had a charming self-awareness.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Algerone Swain gave her a gentle smile and walked out on his own, bending down at the door to pick up the scattered roses. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Belinda didn't look back, her heart still weighed down by the resentment and anger of the past twenty years! It wasn't until she heard the sound of his footsteps fading away, followed by the door closing, that she finally turned to look.

The room was empty, and so was her heart. The aroma of the dishes filled the air. Belinda came to her senses and gazed at the various bowls on the tea table, each exquisite bowl containing a different delicious dish, all still steaming hot.

and slowly picked up a fork. She was hungry, truly hungry. Holding a bow! full of food, Belinda's hardened heart softened for

in the hotel, the golden elevator doors opened in the magnificent

him and quickly stopped her work, smiling and respectfully greeting

Swain said in a deep voice, standing in front of the counter with

her demeanor and

said, "Also, if my wife doesn't come down for dinner,

The girl smiled

the next few days, I'll give you a bonus at the end of the year!" With that, he turned

his tall figure,

did Monica, and Tristan probably wasn't aware either. Kevin had chosen this place simply because it was close to the Clarke Corp. In a room upstairs, Belinda didn't care about her appearance; after all, she was alone. One by one, the small and large bowls in front of her became empty. Stir-fried beef with celery, cucumber rolls,

Algerone Swain actually remembered...

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