NovelEnglishWinston was standing a few steps in front ofwhen he said that.
He had a perfect appearance and a bright smile. He appeared to have accomplished something.
His gaze was like an eagle's when it saw its prey, with a glimmer of determination.
I couldn't help but wonder whether I did something wrong or said something ambiguous that caused him to misunderstand me. Why did he look atthat way? When I reached the gate, I noticed the delivery man on a motorcycle was about to call me. After signing, I brought the takeout upstairs.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtQueenie cout of the room when she heardopen the door. After she helpedplace the food, I realized the house was quiet. It turned out Andrew hadn't cover.
During this period, I felt as if he were living in my house, and his presence was particularly loud. It was as if something was missing when he was absent, which madeuncomfortable.
Habit was quite scary.
"Where's Andrew?" I asked casually.
Queenie paused. "I don't know." "How dare he not cwithout asking your permission? Your clingy boy is so disorganized." I teased her.
I only said it casually, yet she smiled self-deprecatingly. "We're just colleagues. Do you still want him to take care offor the rest of my life? It's difficult forto repay his kindness. It would be better if he didn't come. I can't bear to owe him anything. Let's eat now. It won't taste good if it's cold." She started drinking the soup silently, but I couldn't get past the loneliness in her eyes.
Andrew's meticulousness and patience allowed him to enter Queenie's life successfully. Although he was far from being her boyfriend, she had already permitted him to stay by her side, implying that he still had a good chance of succeeding.
However, he suddenly disappeared. What happened to him? Was he going to beca scumbag? It couldn't be. Even while eating, I felt uneasy because I was thinking about this matter. I peeked at Queenie's expression from tto time.
She lowered her head slightly and ate intently, saying nothing. She ignored me, and I didn't dare to say a word. Halfway through eating, I couldn't help but message Andrew, "Where are you?" The dialog box was quiet. When I finished showering and went to bed, I still hadn't received his response.
I couldn't help but start thinking wildly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIAndrew was indeed good. After all, he was the Lamberts' eldest scion and would eventually inherit his family business. To be honest, L wasn't sure if he had a fleeting crush on Queenie or if he wanted to be responsible for her entire life.
The timing of his appearance was so good that I instinctively treated him as a rescuer. V hoped he could pull her out of the darkness and back into the light. Flynn's words that day cto my
mind again. After five years of relationship; he was still heartless enough to go that far for his selfish desires Would Andrew break the rules for Queenie, whom he met unexpectedly?
Moreover, he was three years younger than her. He wasn't yet an adult. That was also one of her concerns. He was youthful and active, with limitless potential for the future. Could he be her savior? If Andrew hurt Queenie, I would be the one to blame.
Colin hadn't returned by the tI fell asleep. That was how we had been doing lately.
We were adults who worked hard for our jobs, studies, and the future.
I might not be able to help Colin with his matter, but I could at least stop myself from holding him back.
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