Chapter 223
223 Mr. Yarwood Can’t Keep His Jealousy In Check
223 Mr. Yarwood Can’t Keep His Jealousy In Check
Inside the spacious canteen, Wynter bit into her meat stew while Dalton, seated beside her, watched. It
seemed his presence was solely to deliver her meal.
Nothing else seemed to matter to him, not even the flurry of attention from the female students who
gathered to watch.
He merely raised an eyebrow at them and occasionally cleared his throat, appearing distant and
unapproachable.
Only Wynter could get close to him. “You’re not eating?”
“I have a business lunch later.” Dalton was unlike the surrounding students. With an air of dignified
grace, he stood out distinctly, his presence commanding attention.
On his phone, Dalton started recording a voice message. He spoke in Frendese, and it sounded
enamoring to the ears.
Seeing that Dalton was busy, Wynter focused on her meal instead. She much preferred the meat stew,
chipotle chicken, and prawn croquettes that he had brought.
Since Dalton had a weaker stomach, drinking soup was better for him. Thinking of this, Wynter passed
him her tomato soup and nodded at it.
Still on the phone, Dalton smiled and took a couple of sips from her spoon. Their interaction was
natural and intimate as Dalton continued recording his voice messages in Frendese, discussing
business matters.
Wynter found it impossible to interject. Giving up, she decided to not make a big deal out of
1. it.
Max, on the other hand, was gobsmacked. Deep in thought, he finally made up his mind and quietly
took a photo of the two. With a determined heart, he sent it to Theo.
Dalton noticed that Wynter was almost done with her meal. He got up and looked at the time. “What
time is your exam later?”
“Soon.” Wynter was satisfied with her meal, grinning. “The shrimp croquette was fried to perfection.”
Max muttered to himself, “How could it not be? The Michelin chef is still outside waiting.”
Dalton, however, chuckled. His intent was clear when he said, “It’s not even close to the
medicinal food you make.”
023 Mr Vavood Can Keep the dealoney to Check
“Come visit the clinic. I’ll return the favor then,” Wynter responded nonchalantly
Dalton agreed before asking, “Are you nervous?”
“Huh?” Wynter didn’t immediately catch on
“About your exams,” Dalton clarified.
Wynter was lett speechless. Was it supposed to be in her character to be nervous? “Not really. “Wynter
massaged her neck, looking charming while doing so. “I should be able to perform. well.”
Dalton smiled. “No need to feel pressured. With your skills, it’s alright even if you flunk.” “Thanks.
That’s very comforting,” Wynter muttered to herself sarcastically.
It seemed like her image as a mediocre student had left a deep impression. Even her smartest patient
had fallen for it.
While she was mocking herself, Dalton suddenly pulled her polite hug, untimely and unexpected.
lightly into his arms. It was a
She caught a whiff of the pleasant medicinal aroma emanating from him, an oddly intoxicating scent.
“I’m still your boyfriend, even if it’s just for show.” His deep voice was pleasant to her ears. “You don’t
seem to have reservations around that kid.”
Dalton figured out that Wynter actually treated those close to her differently, despite her seemingly
aloof demeanor. This subtle distinction was especially hard to notice since it was reflected in small
gestures and details.
Victor and Abel shared the same last name, but she was much friendlier to Abel. She didn’t refuse
when Abel put food on her plate, and she even commended him previously.
Dalton shifted his gaze back to the innocent–looking Abel, betraying no emotion. “He’s too. immature.
He doesn’t suit you.
Dalton straightened up, appearing frustrated. Although he maintained a friendly tone, it lacked warmth.
“You might have had bad taste in men when you were younger, but you should know better as you
mature.”
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