Chapter 277

Bella was the kind who completely immersed herself in her work when she encountered something she liked, to the extent of forgetting about space and time.

At this moment, Bella suddenly remembered that Christopher was still waiting for her. She hurriedly turned around and was surprised to see him still patiently standing in his original

spot.

There was now an intricately woven flower basket on his arm, adorned with beautiful, understated pink flowers.

Bella thought, ‘Those flowers are lovely, which inevitably makes me think of the quote-a rose does not answer its enemies with words but with beauty.’

“Ms. Thompson,” Christopher called out to her, approaching with the flower basket.

Seeing him dressed so cleanly, Bella hurriedly tried to stop him with concern. “Ah! Don’t come over! It’s muddy here!”

However, Christopher paid her warnings no attention. He walked straight through the thorny bushes, single-mindedly wanting to reach her side. Bella pursed her red lips, feeling a bit embarrassed.

with the soft glow of the evening

smiled gently and declined. “Mr. Iverson, thank you for your kind gesture. But these

basket of flowers, they were roses with ambiguous implications. Accepting them would be

I’ve noticed Miss Thompson’s interest in the roses I planted, so I wanted to give

reason to refuse any further. She hesitated momentarily, then reached out

frowned slightly, standing with his hands behind him as he

face gradually enlarged in Bella’s astonished pupils. She held her breath, and her long

what’s wrong? Is there

earnestly,

hand to wipe her face, and another streak of mud smeared across her cheek. This time, she indeed became muddy.

of indulgence. He took out a pure white silk handkerchief from

only snapped back to reality, hastily saying, “I can

It’s already clean.” Christopher gazed deeply at her, smoothly

she felt their interaction was getting too intimate. Somehow, Bella’s mind came up with

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