One Night Surprise

Chapter 103 Has He Mentioned Me?

The lights were not switched on in the room. After Courtney opened the door, she could only identify a figure sitting on the couch with a ray of light peeking through the crack of the door. Alexander had a long cigarette between his fingers, which brightly burned each time he inhaled the nicotine. The cigarette smoke faded in the dark as soon as it was formed.

After a moment of hesitation, she closed the door before making her way to the couch. “Why did you suddenly stop eating? Is the dumpling soup not up to your liking?”

“Yeah,” he answered simply and brushed away Courtney’s question with a simple grunt.

Courtney lightly waved her arm in an attempt to disperse the cigarette smoke as she had ended up choking on the smoke despite holding her breath.

Alexander was stunned when he saw that, causing his movements to freeze mid-air for a few seconds. Then, he stubbed his cigarette butt in the ashtray. After getting up from the couch, he went over to open the windows to allow the chilly air to circulate the room. They could hear the sound of rain splattering while the suffocating atmosphere started to gradually disperse.

“We will leave first thing in the morning tomorrow. As for the fellow whom you crashed into, arrange for a hospital transfer. We will return to Melrose City together tomorrow.” His voice sounded gloomy amidst the noisy rain.

Nevertheless, Courtney let out a sigh of relief while nodding her head. She suddenly realized that his back was facing her and he could not possibly notice her response. Hence, she answered after a while, “Okay, sure. After all, I’ve completed my work here. Our return would not have been delayed if there was no warning for the rainstorm.”

Alexander went into the bathroom after nodding in response. Soon, Courtney heard the water being splashed from there. She stood rooted in the room for a while before walking out and she headed downstairs after closing the door behind her.

Most of the guests there had returned to their rooms in groups, causing the rest area to be quiet again. On the other hand, the staff was in the midst of tidying the table when she saw Courtney walking down the stairs. “Why didn’t you and your boyfriend have your dumpling soup? Is it not up to your liking?” she asked.

Courtney shook her head hastily, but she did not clarify her relationship with Alexander either. Instead, she shifted the focus of the topic by responding, He isn’t feeling well, which is why he went back to the room for some rest. My apologies.”

“Hey, why are you apologizing for that? No worries at all. Did he catch a cold after today’s heavy rain? We have some medication for flu at the counter.”

“I’d like to borrow your kitchen

staff was dumbfounded and she

voice answered Courtney

the tie-dyed curtain at the kitchen entrance before a trace of elusive friendliness flashed through her cold

lot.” Courtney followed the madam

especially familiar, but it was difficult to connect the dots with regards to his relationship with the madam after his earlier reaction. When he was 13 years old, his father passed away and his mother left the Duncan Family. It became an ugly incident. Although Alexander has not openly talked about it, I’ve heard rumors about it. The woman in front of

interrupted Courtney’s train of thoughts. “What do

to cook a bowl of noodles.

“I’ll help you.”

hastily rejected, “That’s

in the madam’s gaze,

you mean.” The Madam gave a self-deprecating chuckle as she removed her hands from the bag of flour. “You must be worried that he’s unwilling

questions. In all honesty, I don’t think I should know a lot either way. “I just wanted to do it myself because I did not want to

help yourself. Just let me know if and when

for her. “If you are free, can you please

but she seemed to have realized something because she nodded in

its shape and Courtney kneaded it into long strands. After that, she cut

you were a staff member from Sunhill Enterprise, but I didn’t expect you to be so close

I thought that you were

into silence when she heard that,

did not answer. President Duncan wouldn’t hate his biological mother without a