Reginald walked up, glanced down, furrowed his brow, and
said, “Crying with me isn’t enough, now you have to cry to Ms. Sampson?”
“You’re not bothering me…….
Someone frowned even deeper, “When did I annoy you?”
“So what about you.”
She was feeling down now, but Reginald didn’t pay attention to her overthinking, he just handed her a bottle of sparkling water. “If you’re thirsty from crying, have some.”
turns out he went to buy water.
She took the soda, was going to say thank you, but then
remembered his warning earlier, and ended up swallowing
back the thank you.
At this point, she noticed that Reginald was still holding a bag.
“Want some cake?” he asked.
“Did you buy the cake?” Adelaide asked, her emotions already
much calmer.
Chapteras
“Get on the bus first.”
Adelaide didn’t say anything, she turned around and got back in the car.
After Reginald got in the car, he opened the bag and asked her, “Strawberry, blueberry, or mango?”
She took a closer look and found that there were many flavors of cakes inside. Actually, they were those individually packaged cakes sold in convenience stores that operate 24 hours a day. “Blueberry.”
Immediately, Reginald opened a package and handed her a blueberry cupcake.
The cakes from the convenience store definitely don’t taste as good as homemade ones, but they’re still delicious. Not to mention Adelaide isn’t picky about food, but with her current mood, eating some sweets really helps to relax.
After taking a few bites, she suddenly said, “I take back what I said earlier, you’re actually pretty good at coaxing people, quite
experienced.”
Reginald blinked twice and said softly, “I’ve tricked you once, or
should I do it now?”
Adelaide didn’t say anything, she just kept quiet, bowed her
head, and quietly ate her cake.
“Stop crying?” Reginald leaned in, arms crossed, and kept his gaze fixed on her.
“Much better now.” She wanted to cry again, but she couldn’t
bring herself to.
The emotion should have passed.
After making sure she had stopped crying, Reginald began to
talk about what happened that night, saying, “Tonight’s events won’t just happen once.”
“Uh–huh,” she didn’t argue.
“So how do you plan to solve it, huh?” He emphasized the word
‘endure‘ with a strong bite, as a warning.
If she dared, then he would make her cry again.
“I was still thinking.”
This answer barely made Reginald comfortable, “What if you
can’t think of anything?”
If she couldn’t think of anything, then she had to resort to
extreme measures.
From her expression, Reginald realized that this woman had
some dangerous ideas. He snapped, “Adelaide, is your mouth
just for eating cake?”
Chapter88
“Huh?” Adelaide was momentarily slow to catch on.
“Can I help you burn off your mouth?” Reginald said.
Adelaide was speechless, realizing it too late.
“Buckle up.” Reginald coolly said.
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