Chapter 560 “Are You Secretly in Love with Mr. Stewart?”

With such suspicions in mind, Braden deliberately went to the hospital cafeteria during dinner.

“I’d like a bowl of seafood wonton.” He said to the staff behind the counter.

“???”

The staff looked completely puzzled.

“Seafood wonton, don’t you have it?”

Braden emphasized once again in French to the person.

“We don’t have it.”

The staff stared at him with a dumbfounded expression and pointed to the menu, saying, “All the food is listed on the menu. Order whatever you want.”

Braden quickly scanned the menu with his eyes and indeed found only Western dishes. There was no trace of any Eastern food, let alone seafood wonton.

So, was the nurse lying?

Braden returned to the main building and found the nurse who had been delivering wontons to him every day.

“I think we should talk.” He said to her.

The nurse became a little nervous and her expression extremely unnatural, “Mr. Stewart, what do you want to talk to me about?”

“You know what I want to talk to you about.”

“I don’t know anything. I don’t know anything at all.”

The nurse shook her head, pretending to be oblivious like an ostrich.

Of course, she knew exactly what Braden wanted to ask her. He definitely wanted to know who had been sending the wontons. However, she had promised Shirley to keep this secret, as if she had made an oath to God. So… she couldn’t confess.

“If you tell me honestly where the wontons come from, I’ll give you a generous reward,” Braden said, hands in his pockets, acting like a savvy businessman.

“No!”

shaking her head, “I swore to God,

money to God, and

Please don’t ask me. I won’t tell

sign of the cross on her chest and quickly ran

said, “Hey, I finally found

“What’s wrong?”

blew

are suspicious about the seafood wontons you’ve been sending, especially Ms. Gilmore. She suspects that I made them specifically for Mr. Stewart to seduce him. Either you confess to

sincerely advised

won’t send them

quite nonchalant

be so anxious that she

way, Shirley… do you know them? What’s your relationship with them? Could it be that you secretly have a crush on Mr.

couldn’t help

“How could that be!”

thought that we’re all Oriental people, and his fiancee had an accident. He’s so worried that he can’t even eat properly. I just wanted

“I see…”

have whatever he wants, but

“So, I won’t leave.”

lightly as if she was saying it to

on Antwan. Otherwise, that

cigarette butt, and her

eagerly anticipating. He could tolerate it during lunchtime, but it was already late at night and there was still no sign of it. He couldn’t bear it

on? Why isn’t there

the corridor while Alina was resting, adopting a

“Well, urn…”

her neck, “The cafeteria doesn’t serve it anymore, Mr. Stewart. Can you consider something else, like

want anything else. I only want wonton, and

an unreasonable child, refusing to settle for

words, “Have you not eaten

been waiting for a whole day. I’m starving, from the front

Braden admitted openly.

was ever a dish that he loved the most, other foods would become compromises, but

moment. I’ll go to the

agreed, fearing that this stubborn man

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