NovelStartChapter 1152 Thinking of Her Lydia snorted, took her purse and left.
When she reached the door, she looked back at Claire and said in a softened tone, "Please tell him that | won't badger him. | have my own pride." Then she left without looking back.
Claire was dumbfounded.
She was alone in the living room, at a loss. It was sky quiet around. Was It because of her words just now that Tristan changed his attitude? It didn't seem so.
The decoration of the living room soon attracted her attention.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs a writer, she was intrigued by these retro designs.
She stood up and appreciated the wall paintings.
After a whole, a man suddenly said in her ear, "Have a taste?" She was startled. She didn't know when Tristan walked to her. He was standing next to her with two cups of coffee.
"I just made it. My godfather grew the coffee beans himself. You can't buy these anywhere else," Tristan stood under the warm lights and Claire was stunned for a while.
She cto herself and explained, "Umm... Your date is gone. She askedto tell you that she won't batter you and that she has her own pride." "I know. This is for you, not her." Claire cto herself and took the coffee, "Thanks." She smelled it, "It smells great. Did you just say your godfather? Who is he?" "The owner of the manor," Tristan held the cup with his other hand in his pocket, "Jill Burton." "Where are you from?" Claire was curious.
"Both my godfather and | are from Arkpool." "Really? What a coincidence!" Claire held the cup with both hands and smiled. She was out of words and felt a bit awkward.
Tristan asked her, "You offered to treatto a meal, does that stupid count?" "Of course." "But you didn't even ask for my contact information, how are we going to make an appointment?" He took out his phone and opened his Facebook. "Friend me." Claire looked at him and then his phone, "Oh, right!" She was indeed careless sometimes.
She immediately friended him.
"Alright," she felt awkward, "Let's meet in Arkpool then." In Arkpool, it was ten in the evening.
Rowan got off work on ttoday. He went hearly and muted his phone. He seemed distracted.
He didn't know why. He had just surfed the research forum for two hours and was about to go to sleep.
He went downstairs and checked the door for the third time. It was closed.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBut he just somehow had a bad feeling.
He felt as if something precious to him was about to be stolen.
But he had checked for several times and didn't find anything missing.
He went upstairs and lay down. All of a sudden, Claire cup his mind.
She got injured for being too good of a friend.
She borrowed his laptop and slept with it in her arms for a whole night to protect it.
She made him feel approachable and it was a magical feeling.
She went abroad before her leg was fully recovered, he wondered if she was doing okay now.
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