Chapter 152
152 A Heartbeat Away Left Her Flushed
Perhaps it was because the tea had been steeping for too long that Dalton could feel a bitter taste on
the tip of his tongue. It lingered in his throat for quite some time.
It was quite hard to imagine that someone like Wynter had once been a little girl who dreamt of
becoming someone’s bride.
Though not visible on his face, Dalton seemed to have chuckled briefly.
With a deep gaze and a courteous demeanor, he sincerely said, “Madam Margaret, my family is quite
simple. No one can decide my marriage for me. Therefore, I will not tolerate any mistreatment of my
partner.
“I’m glad to hear that,” Margaret said with relief.
Even though it was obvious that Dalton and Wynter were keeping something from her, Margaret
wouldn’t bother about it as long as they were on the right track.
However, Dalton didn’t end their chat there.
Instead, he politely poured Margaret another cup of tea. As he did so, his gaze drifted through the
window to the woman bustling inside.
Despite her casual attire consisting of a white T–shirt and black pants, Wynter’s graceful figure
remained
unmistakable.
Her hair was pulled back with a wooden hairpin, highlighting her slender and fair neck.
She was undoubtedly beautiful, strikingly so.
Seemingly aware of his gaze, Wynter’s eyes turned to meet his.
Her l*ps were red, and her hair was silky brown, exuding both innocence and allure.
Carefully observing her swan–like neck, Dalton narrowed his eyes as his fingers ran over the crimson
beads on his wrist, falling into deep thoughts.
“Madam Margaret, perhaps you could tell me about this Charlie. Understanding her situation may help
me
offer her some comfort.”
“That good–for–nothing Charlie…” Margaret glanced toward the Black Locust tree on the side. “It’s
partly
my fault. Back then, I trusted the Shepherd family, and Wynter had such a soft spot for Charlie, sol
arranged their engagement.
“Initially, it was the Shepherd family pursuing this match, but over the years, they’ve grown
disillusioned,
especially since my fortunes have waned.
“Now, they scorn Wynter’s background and want to call off this engagement, making Wynter the
laughingstock of Southdale…”
Dalton listened quietly without interrupting.
152 A Heartbeat Away Left Her Flushed
As far as he could recall, Wynter didn’t seem to be affected by that matter at all.
Normally, romance would mean the whole world to any teenage girl who was in the prime of her youth.
So how could Wynter possibly not be bothered by it back then?
With that thought in mind, Dalton tightened his grip on the teacup in his hand, his eyes obscured,
making it impossible to discern his thoughts.
Meanwhile, back in the house, Wynter was surprised and puzzled that Dalton and Margaret managed
to chat for so long.
Noticing Dalton’s glance, she couldn’t help but wonder if he was requesting help.
Yet, his maneuver seemed more confident than helpless.
Apparently, he had managed to soothe Margaret’s emotions after the cat was out of the bag.
Wynter’s l*ps slightly curled, feeling impressed by this patient of hers.
While Wynter stood idly at the front desk, Max cautiously stared at her as if she were some sort of
monster.
Finally done with their conversation, Dalton walked toward Wynter, the coolness emanating from him
intensified.
His charming features seemed somehow cold and sharp, casting a chill in the air around him.
Wynter could tell that he wasn’t in a good mood now.
Had something gone wrong during the conversation?
Wynter walked over, her eyes flitting abruptly as if asking him how the conversation with Margaret had
gone.
Without a word, Dalton reached out and gently wiped away the specks of medicine powder from her
face. The warmth of his fingertips, combined with the alluring sandalwood scent, mingled into Wynter’s
breath. He was close to her, so close that she could hear his strong, steady heartbeat…