Chapter 1329 Gilbert and Marigold (4)

Gilbert didn’t know what her true thoughts were. He couldn’t help but chuckle a little in response to her words. “Why do you consider that extreme? Couldn’t going there mean I’ve decided to let go of the past and begin a new chapter?”

“Um…’ Marigold opened her mouth, looking for the right words. But in the end, she closed her mouth. She realized she didn’t have much to say to that. She thought Gilbert was right; why would that be considered an extreme act?

Seeing her dazed expression, Gilbert retracted his gaze that was on her and focused on his cooking. “Alright, go wait in the living room.”

This time, Marigold finally did as she was told. Without a word, she turned and went back to the living room, silently sitting down and looking in the direction of the kitchen. From there, she could see Gilbert’s figure faintly.

“Actually, who’s the one still holding on to the past?” Marigold wondered. She didn’t have an answer to that. The only thing she got was a headache trying to figure it all out.

Soon, Gilbert came out with two plates of pasta. “Eat up. I don’t often cook, so they might not taste that great.”

Marigold put a forkful into her mouth, and her eyes immediately lit up. ’It’s delicious! I’ve never tasted pasta as good as this.”

his head and eating his food quietly, he was obviously not keen to converse with

throat awkwardly and elaborated, “I’m not purposely flattering you. It’s just that I rarely come across pasta that suits

making it hard to discern his emotions. It

softly and continued to eat her pasta without another word. She felt like everything she said at

their pasta in silence, and

bear the oppressive mood and decided to speak again, “The baby will be a month old soon, and we haven’t given him a

they would probably

off the table in their case. But at

to give birth to this child. novelebook.com Hence, Gilbert thought it would be the most fitting for her

causing her to misunderstand. When she

looked straight at her. Marigold instantly became flustered, and her grip on her fork unconsciously

want my input, I can think about it.’ He didn’t refuse outrightly. In fact, he had a soft spot for the child

believe what she was hearing.

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