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.

eyes filled with the soft glow of the evening sun, presented the flower

thank you for your kind

they were roses with ambiguous implications.

so I wanted to give you a basket to take back and study. Underneath the flowers,

reached out to accept the flower basket, saying, “Thank you, Mr. Iverson, for your gift.”

his hands behind him

astonished pupils. She held

wrong? Is

nodded earnestly,

face, and another streak of mud smeared across her

was full of indulgence. He took out a pure white silk handkerchief from his pocket and naturally wiped away the

back to reality, hastily saying, “I can do

already clean.” Christopher gazed deeply at her, smoothly retracting

like this, stopping at the right moment when she felt their interaction was getting too intimate. Somehow, Bella’s mind came up with

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