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.”

to borrow your

staff was dumbfounded and she

answered Courtney from

the madam wearing a plain cotton dress. The madam lifted up the tie-dyed curtain at the kitchen entrance before a trace of elusive friendliness flashed through her cold

case, thanks a lot.” Courtney followed the

the madam after his earlier reaction. When he was 13 years old, his father passed away and his

train of thoughts. “What

the question, Courtney snapped back to reality. “I just need to

“I’ll help you.”

rejected, “That’s not

madam’s gaze, Courtney frowned slightly.

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

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 trouble you since I’m free.” She had phrased it in such a nice manner that it

that case, help yourself. Just let me know if and when you need help.” The

are free, can you please teach me how you

because she nodded in delight.

roll the dough while the madam gave her detailed instructions, like when to add water into the dough and such. Soon, the dough took its shape

Courtney. “I knew earlier that you were a staff member from Sunhill Enterprise, but I didn’t expect you to be so close to him.” It goes without saying who

I thought that you were

she heard that, but she

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