Chapter 150
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His voice was as smooth as aged wine, leaving a gentle intoxication in its wake. His touch carried a
warmth that felt unlike anything else.
Wynter couldn’t see his face from where she stood, but she felt his breath on her neck, sending
delightful tingles down her spine.
He didn’t smoke, so there was no tobacco smell on him. Yet, there was a faint hint of sandalwood,
perhaps from his regular medication, that was strangely alluring.
Even though she was used to medicinal scents, his aroma was unexpectedly delightful.
His hand still held hers, and as he drew closer, his presence grew more pronounced.
Wynter’s heart fluttered as a strange and somewhat familiar sensation washed over her.
Raising an eyebrow, she attempted to push him away. However, he beat her to it.
His voice was husky and tinged with a cough. “Wait for me here,” he said.
Perhaps because of their proximity, his breath brushed on her ear, leaving a sensation that
was oddly enchanting.
Margaret chuckled. “That’s more like it.”
Wynter silently urged, “Grandma, don’t let him deceive you.”
But she chose to overlook it; he was clever enough to choose his words wisely. Yet, honesty with
Margaret might suffice, and Wynter inclined toward the latter. “Be honest.”
She hoped he would understand her implication.
Still feeling the warmth of her fingertips, Dalton gazed at Wynter’s pale face and smiled softly, agreeing
in a low voice, “Okay.”
This assurance seemed solid to Wynter, so she didn’t pay much attention to the courtyard.
Meanwhile, Max paced back and forth, clutching his curly hair, muttering in Frendese, What’s
happening? Why would Boss pick a girl from a small traditional medicine shop as his girlfriend? It’s like
a real–life Cinderella tale. Does she even know who Boss is?”
Max glanced at Wynter and then stomped his foot. “Clearly, she doesn’t know. If she did, she wouldn’t
dare treat Mr. Yarwood this way.”
After a brief moment of hesitation, Max firmly declared, “I have to put an end to this meaningless
romance. Otherwise, the only one who’ll get hurt is that innocent girl!”
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As Wynter was engrossed in analyzing the future development trends of the live stream, she ignored
him, but he continued to talk incessantly.
After all these years, Frendans remained as romantic and delusional as ever.
Sighing, she knew she had to speak up.
Wynter rested her chin on her hand and smiled faintly. “Max, why don’t you start by telling me who your
boss really is? Then I’ll decide if I want to end things with him.”
“Boss is… Hey, you speak Frendese!” Max stuttered, his eyes darting around frantically. It was indeed
Frendese, and quite authentic at that.
“Boss didn’t tell me you speak Frendese!” Max looked on the verge of tears. “I’m finished. Knowing
Boss‘ temperament, I won’t make it through tonight!”
Wynter glanced at Max. “He’s quite easygoing. Why do you describe him as so domineering?
“Easygoing?!” Max began to doubt his understanding again. “Maybe that’s how he is with you, but Boss
is…”
“Well?” Wynter’s interest was piqued. Her handsome patient seemed considerate and attentive, and
she couldn’t help but wonder why his subordinates were so afraid of him.? Ethan was like that, and
now this Max too. There was definitely something off.