Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me

Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me Chapter 283

Maureen…

Maureen Moore…

Isn’t that Mom‘s name?

“What are you standing there for? Go on!” Vinson said, interrupting her stunned reverie as he gave her a little shove from behind.

Arielle entered the restaurant without comment, dismissing the naming as a coincidence.

It was only eleven in the morning, the restaurant was nearly empty as it was not lunchtime.

Arielle glanced around and thought the decor to be expansive and simplistic. Though it looked good, she found nothing special about it aside from the name

Arielle sat across from Vinson without a word. She did not speak until Vinson started browsing the menu. “What is special about this restaurant?”

“Why? Is it not good enough?’ Vinson asked, glancing up at her.

“No, I don’t have many demands about that.” She shook her head. “I just thought that you would bring me to an exotic restaurant that was difficult to make reservations.”

foreign food?” Vinson asked, his eyebrows

shook her head once more. “I just thought that… Ah, never

husband well enough,” Arielle thought that he would at least take her to somewhere much pricier than this. She did not expect to be brought to a place where an entire

she meant what she said about not

ordering her

off several items on the menu for himself before summoning

did not take long for the food

the very first spoonful, Arielle detected a

not think much of it. She simply thought that the chef

different dish. The sense of familiarity did not only diminish but became more overwhelming. It was as if she had

How is this possible?

at Vinson. “Have I been

have.” Vinson nodded a tender smile spreading across

you know?”

astonishment growing,

his mouth with a napkin before responding, “I’ve investigated old articles regarding your mother. There was an old photo of you taken by the paparazzi of your mother bringing you here. It seemed that you were brought here more than once. I thought

felt her nose twinge. Gazing at the food before her, she felt an old forgotten sense of warmth creeping up her heart. It was as though her

recalled the first instance of her surprise when they arrived. “What about