We will always try to update and open chapters as soon as possible every day. Thank you very much, readers, for always following the website!

Your Love Is But a Dream

Chapter 245
  • Background
    Font family
    Font size
    Line hieght
    Full frame
    No line breaks
  • Next Chapter

Chapter 245 Carlisle's expression softened upon hearing Shirley's words. He looked at her approvingly and reassured, "Shirley, you've always been the most understanding. Don't worry. Since I promised to take care of you and Ivy. I won't let either of you suffer." "I understand, Carlisle. You don't have to explain so much. I trust you," Shirley said with an empathetic smile, though inside, she was desperate to steer the conversation away.

She was afraid if Carlisle kept talking, he might actually follow through with the idea of sending her and Ivy out of the Zachman residence just to win Katrina back.

Seeing that Carlisle was about to say something else, she quickly picked up the insulated food container and walked over to the attached rest area. With a bright smile, she said, "Carlisle, let's not talk about that right now.

"You barely ate anything this morning. You must be hungry. Why don't you eat something before getting back to work?" After the commotion earlier with Katrina, Carlisle had no appetite at all.

Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt

But after seeing the expectant look in Shirley's eyes, he swallowed back his refusal. He walked over to the couch and sat down, rolling up his sleeves as he glanced at the food on the table. It was all his favorites.

"You're so thoughtful," he said as he looked up at Shirley, offering a small compliment.

Shirley was just about to respond when his next words made her smile freeze instantly.

"But next time, don't go through all this trouble. If I need food, my secretary can easily order something for me. There's no need for you to make a trip to the office. It wouldn't look good." That last sentence shattered the expression on Shirley's face. Her smile faltered completely, and her face darkened. She clenched her teeth in frustration, forcing herself to stay composed and not show any reaction. But deep down, she felt both disappointment and fear toward Carlisle.

She had visited Zachman Group countless times before, and Carlisle had never said anything like this. But now, all of a sudden, he was telling her not to cto the office anymore, saying it would look bad? Why hadn't he said that before? It had to be because of Katrina.

Was he afraid she would run into Katrina at the office? Or was he worried the rumors about their relationship would reach Katrina's ears? Shirley almost lost control and blurted out all these questions. But at the last moment, she swallowed them down.

She knew that, given her current position, she had no right to question Carlisle. If she said thosez words out loud, it would only make him grow more impatient and annoyed with her. She absolo C couldn't afford that, at least not now.

Taking a deep breath, Shirley forced a stiff smile. "Alright. I understand." Carlisle, still preoccupied with Katrina, didn't notice anything off about Shirley's responses. Hearing her agreement, he simply waved his hand and said, "You can head back first. I'll have the driver take you." "Okay." Shirley nodded without insisting on staying.

But the moment she stepped out of the office, her face turned ice-cold. Then, she quickened her pace and left.

After lunch, Wren said he had something to take care of and left the hospital.

Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm

Clara didn't ask where he was going or whether he would be back. She om simply stayed in the hospital room, quietly finishing the pair of gloves she had been knitting earlier that morning.

Once she was done, she carefully put them away and reached for another skein of yarn, planning to knit a new of scarf for Billy. Just as she was about to start, she heard a noise at the door. She thought Wren had returned, but when she looked up, she saw Alexander instead.

Clara paused, her eyes lighting up. "Alexander, what are you doing here?" She had thought Alexander was still angry...

Alexander met her bright, sparkling eyes and was momentarily stunned. Then, he averted his gaze, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck. The tips of his ears, hidden beneath his dark hair, had tumed slightly red.