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.

deep eyes filled with the soft glow

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

was just a basket of flowers, they were roses with ambiguous

in the roses I planted, so I wanted to give you a basket to take back and study. Underneath the flowers, there’s soil from here that you can take

momentarily, then reached

with his hands behind him as he leaned towards her.

pupils. She held her breath, and her long eyelashes fluttered.

Iverson, what’s wrong? Is there something

nodded earnestly, “Mmhmm.”

wipe her face, and another streak of mud smeared across her cheek.

handkerchief from his pocket and naturally wiped away

too quickly, and Bella only snapped back to reality, hastily saying, “I can do it myself.”

Christopher gazed deeply

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

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