Chapter 1118

1118 Dalton Is Jealous
If Sebastian had been present, his disregard toward Dalton would have been even more noticeable.
All of the Quinnell brothers were protective of Wynter, and even Phil disapproved of her marrying so early. However, they all agreed that a man like Dalton was worthy of her.
“Ms. Quinnell specifically instructed me that pasta is better for your digestive health,” Phil explained as he placed the chicken macaroni from the cart in front of Dalton.
Hearing this, Wynter paused mid-bite of her bacon.
Dalton looked at her and said, “Did you really tell Mr. Moore about this?”
Wynter looked at Phil, then back at Dalton. She nodded and said, ‘Of course, I did.”
It was up to Phil to respond to whether the discussion was intentional.
Dalton smirked and muttered so softly that his words could only be heard if one was close enough. “Well, at least you have some conscience.”
Phil chuckled. He knew that the key to a young couple’s relationship was for them to care for each other.
Wynter had been so busy lately that she had neglected Dalton. This wasn’t healthy for their relationship.
However, Wynter remained oblivious to Phil’s intentions. She ate her food a little faster, her eyes still on Logan. She was still observing him. Logan’s current state suggested that he had not merely been possessed. There must be something else going on with him.
Noticing that Wynter’s attention was not on Dalton, Phil gave a soft cough.
Wynter looked up and saw Phil winking at her. She raised an eyebrow in confusion.
Phil was getting slightly anxious. He couldn’t fathom what Wynter was thinking.
According to Tobias, Wynter was the one who had initiated the relationship. Despite the existing engagement, she was drawn to Dalton. Was this how Wynter took the initiative?
Seeing Phil’s persistent gaze, Wynter swallowed the bacon in her mouth and said, ‘It’s delicious!”
She assumed Phil was asking about the bacon’s taste.
Phil was speechless. Well, Wynter must have her own plans. If not, he and Fabian could step in to assist.
Wynter was preoccupied with the Fenton and Winston family matters and rarely went to the courtyard. Her romantic life was indeed not a priority.
Dalton could certainly sense this. He had been like this before.
While it seemed Wynter couldn’t live without him, she might have been just fine on her own.
If Dalton’s body had not been restored, and he was in the present world, he too would have believed that she cared deeply for him. But he was well aware that he held a mere fraction of her heart, perhaps not even a tenth.
Just as before, Wynter always put those fellow cultivators ahead of him. He was nothing more than her favorite boy toy.
Dalton’s lips curled into a cold smirk. He turned his head, his profile devoid of warmth.
Age had a way of bringing back unpleasant memories.
Wynter, now even more confused, glanced at Dalton.
Dalton picked up a piece of bacon from his plate and placed it in her bowl. “If you find it delicious, eat more. Don’t stare at people while you’re eating. Is Logan so attractive?”
Logan was taken aback to hear that. Even Albert and Tobias exchanged glances.
Wynter choked and coughed a few times. She took the tea Dalton offered her and sipped it slowly until she calmed down.
Wynter said seriously, “You can question my character, but not my taste. He’s not my type.”