Chapter 560 "Are You Secretly in Love with Mr. Stewart?"

With such suspicions in mind, Braden deliberately went to the hospital cafeteria during dinner.

"I'd like a bowl of seafood wonton." He said to the staff behind the counter.

"???"

The staff looked completely puzzled.

"Seafood wonton, don't you have it?"

Braden emphasized once again in French to the person.

"We don't have it."

The staff stared at him with a dumbfounded expression and pointed to the menu, saying, "All the food is listed on the menu. Order whatever you want."

Braden quickly scanned the menu with his eyes and indeed found only Western dishes. There was no trace of any Eastern food, let alone seafood wonton.

So, was the nurse lying?

Braden returned to the main building and found the nurse who had been delivering wontons to him every day.

"I think we should talk." He said to her.

The nurse became a little nervous and her expression extremely unnatural, "Mr. Stewart, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"You know what I want to talk to you about."

"I don't know anything. I don't know anything at all."

The nurse shook her head, pretending to be oblivious like an ostrich.

Of course, she knew exactly what Braden wanted to ask her. He definitely wanted to know who had been sending the wontons. However, she had promised Shirley to keep this secret, as if she had made an oath to God. So... she couldn't confess.

"If you tell me honestly where the wontons come from, I'll give you a generous reward," Braden said, hands in his pockets, acting like a savvy businessman.

"No!"

shaking her head, "I

money to God, and He

guilty, I'm guilty. Please don't ask me. I won't

the cross on

urgently said, "Hey, I finally found you. I'm really sorry, but I can't

"What's wrong?"

blew

sending, especially Ms. Gilmore. She suspects that I made them specifically

sincerely advised

won't send

was quite nonchalant

danger, and she shouldn't be so anxious that she couldn't eat or sleep. Therefore, this bowl of seafood wonton no

relationship with them? Could it be that you secretly have a

nurse couldn't help

"How could that be!"

people, and his fiancee had an accident. He's so worried that he can't even eat properly. I just wanted to give him some hometown flavors and stimulate

"I see..."

him, what about Antwan? Mr. Stewart can have whatever he wants, but Antwan only has you. If you leave, it

"So, I won't leave."

was saying it to

on Antwan. Otherwise, that guy will

stood up, silently extinguished her cigarette butt, and

waited for a whole day but didn't receive the seafood wonton he had been eagerly anticipating. He could tolerate it during lunchtime, but it was already

going on? Why isn’t

the corridor while Alina was resting, adopting a

"Well, urn..."

anymore, Mr.

want anything else. I only want wonton, and specifically

an unreasonable child, refusing to settle

loss for words, "Have you

day. I'm starving, from the front to

Braden admitted openly.

he loved the most, other foods

moment. I'll go to the

stubborn man would have some

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