Chapter 46
She placed the milk on the table, opened the bag, and looked inside. There was a new pair of ladies‘ slippers, two packed towels, and some
toiletries.
It
was
to
be
given
to her.
heart Mariela’s
felt
warmed. Lennon
was quite
thoughtful.
supposed
“Has everything been delivered? Lennon appeared at the staircase.
“Well, yes. Thank you, Lenny,”
Mariela lifted her gaze and met Lennon’s eyes in the air, feeling a subtle mood.
Lenny was not only her childhood friend but also her fiancé,
Lennon had walked downstairs and stood beside her.“I ordered the milk for you.”
“Huh?” Mariela raised her head in surprise.“I thought you who wanted to drink it.”
“I don’t have this habit. You can drink it.”
Lennon went to open the door. Somehow, the assistant Mariela had just seen in the lobby downstairs was standing by the door.
“Take this bottle of milk for testing.”
“Okay, Mr. Stark.”
Closing the door and turning around, Lennon noticed that Mariela was looking at him.
moist
were eyes
filled with
Mariela’s clear and Lennon’s heart tickled as if a gentle feather fell on it.
curiosity.
She
resembled some
kind of adorable cub.
He walked over and reached out to rub her hair, gently and indulgently, just like when they were children.“Get rest early tonight. What time do you want to get up tomorrow? I’ll wake you up.”
“At ten o’clock in the morning.” Mariela sat on the sofa and looked up at him.
Mariela’s lips were stained with white milk. The scene excited him.
Lennon’s eyes darkened slightly, his Adam’s apple rolled, and he awkwardly averted his gaze. Go to bed early. Goodnight.” He didn’t wait for Mariela’s reply before walking straight towards the stairs.
Mariela was completely unaware
of his emotional change. She withdrew
her gaze
and drank the milk slowly.
The next day, Lennon knocked on Mariela’s door before the alarm clock rang.
“Marie, wake up.”
Mariela opened her eyes and reached under the pillow to take out her phone. She glanced at the time. It was 9:59. The timing was perfect.
Mariela finished washing up and came out. Breakfast had been set on the dining table.
It was a basket of bread.
Mariela sat down and picked up one piece of bread. Suddenly, her eyes lit up, “Why does it taste the same as the bread sold near our law firm?” Lennon sat across from Mariela. He didn’t lift his head and nonchalantly replied, “Yeah.”
Mariela was a little unsure. What did he mean?
The bread. of the bite
taste was
indeed the same
as
the bread she often bought.
Mariela took another Mariela glanced at the man opposite her and asked suspiciously, “Was this bought from the store behind our law firm?” “Yes,” Lennon replied expressionlessly.
