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Chapter 637
Cedrick held the ice bag in his palm for a little while to warm it up a little bit. Then, he picked up Catelyn's leg and
placed it on his knee. Phillip and Lola were both left with their jaws unhinged.
He gently rolled up Catelyn's pants, took off her shoes and socks, and placed the ice bag on her ankle.
Catelyn gasped at the sudden cold on her ankle.
Cedrick looked at her and said, "Hang in there."
Catelyn nodded.
Phillip and Lola looked equally shocked.
Lola was not pleased and asked rhetorically, "Cedrick is so gentle. Not sure what his relationship with Miss Clark is?"
Cedrick did not even look up but was focused on treating Catelyn. He did not answer her but asked, "what do you
think our relationship is?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLola almost choked on this question.
Even Phillip could tell that the two of them did not have a simple relationship.
He suddenly recalled that Cedrick's wedding was forced to call off before this, and it was all because of one woman.
That woman's name happened to be... Catelyn?
Phillip immediately sweated, scared to have offended Cedrick, so he invited everyone to the Italean restaurant
nearby.
Catelyn had not presented her proposal, and naturally, accepted the offer.
Italean food was known as the mother of all western cuisine.
In the high-end restaurant, everyone from the kitchen to the servers was all Italeans. They all wore uniforms and
held themselves so elegantly.
Phillip intended to let Lola apologize, and so he said to Catelyn, " Lola loves Italean food. Let Lola order for you
later."
Lola received the menu from the waiter, and her hand was involuntarily shaking.
In fact, she hated Italean food, but Phillip loved it. That was also why she lied to him to claim that she loved Italean
food.
Order?
What could she order?
Cedrick's gaze fell upon Lola, and he said briefly, "Please, Miss Atherton."
"My pleasure..." Lola tried to keep her smile wide, but when her gaze fell upon the rows and rows of Italean on the
menu, she could barely hold her smile.
She did not know how to read the Italean language.
The waiter asked politely, "How would you like your antipasto to be served, cold or...."
"Miss Atherton knows the right way to have it. Let her decide." Cedrick casually interjected the waiter's introduction.
Lola did not like to eat Italean food, but she still had some basic knowledge about it.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Let's make it hot. As for the mains..."
Lola's hand holding the menu was shaking slightly, when she saw Catelyn, who was sitting right opposite her, she
suddenly decided to pass the menu to her.
"Kitty, it was my fault today. Perhaps you should make a call on the mains?"
"I am not picky. You can order anything you like. Though, I always loved the misto, could you please help me order
that as well?" Comment by Ziyu Lew: do we need to misspell this?
actual Italian name: insalata mista
do we need to format foreign words differently?
Catelyn's eyes were brightly lit when she said this, her expressions natural, and her smile elegant, she no longer
had her ungraceful appearance like how she did at the golf course.
It was a big contrast to how Lola was acting.
Even Phillip was finding Lola acting strange. He hurried, "Just order. Everyone is waiting for you."
Lola could no longer hold it and simply ticked a few dishes on the order sheet and handed them to the waiter.
The waiter looked somewhat shocked when he saw her selections. He then asked Lola, "Is that all? Do you have any
other requests?"
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