NovelEnglishChapter 2779 She turned to Clive, a mischievous sparkle in her eyes.
Mr.
Shaw, why dont we find someplace else to continue the fun? Clive chuckled and shook his head, waving her off.
No, I really should be heading back, or my wife will worry.
Corrine gave him an approving nod.
Youre a considerate husband.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtA rare man indeed.
Thank you for the compliment, Clive replied with a courteous smile. The three left the private room together, walking through the dimly lit hallway towards the exit.
Meanwhile, in the main hall, Myra and Keanu were having their meal.
As Myra reached for her glass of water, her gaze drifted toward the entrance and she caught sight of Tildas familiar figure.
Her back was to them, but there was no mistaking her.
Keanu look, Myra said, pointing towards the entrance.
Isnt that Tilda? Keanu, who was facing the opposite direction, turned quickly at her words.
The moment he spotted Tilda, his eyes lit up.
Its her, he whispered, a surge of longing rising in his chest.
Without a second thought, he stood up and hurriedly made his way to the exit, leaving his half-eaten meal behind.
Hey, you havent finished eating! Myra called after him, but it was no use.
With a sigh, she grabbed the bill and settled it before following in his wake. Outside, Tilda stood by the curb, waving goodbye to Clive as his car pulled away. Just as the vehicle disappeared around the corner, her phone buzzed inside her bag.
It was Sheldon calling.
She glanced at Corrine, who wobbled slightly on her feet, her cheeks flushed from the wine.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmCorrine, Im going to take a call. Can you manage on your own? Tilda asked, concern etched on her face.
Corrine gave Tilda a mock glare, hands on her hips.
I told you, Im not drunk.
Her words were steady, but her movements had that hazy slowness of someone on the edge of tipsiness.
to Tilda chuckled softly, deciding not argue, and answered her phone.
As she spoke with Sheldon, Corrine stood off to the side, tugging at her ive.
hair to keep it in place. A gust of wind sent it flying again.
She groaned in frustration, digging through her handbag for a mirror.
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