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!”

nurse continued shaking her head, “I

donate more money to God, and He

guilty. Please don’t ask me. I

made the sign of the cross on her

smoke rings and urgently said, “Hey, I finally found you. I’m really sorry, but I

“What’s wrong?”

blew a beautiful smoke

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 them or stop sending the

nurse sincerely

won’t send them

quite nonchalant

and she shouldn’t be so anxious that she couldn’t eat or sleep. Therefore, this bowl of seafood wonton no

your relationship with them? Could it be

couldn’t

“How could that be!”

fiancee had an accident. He’s so worried that he can’t even

“I see…”

true. If you secretly love him, what about Antwan? Mr. Stewart can have whatever he wants, but Antwan only has you. If you leave,

“So, I won’t leave.”

smiled lightly as if she was saying

check on Antwan. Otherwise, that guy will start crying

her cigarette butt,

could tolerate it during lunchtime, but it was already late at night and there was still no

isn’t there

rounds in the corridor while Alina was resting, adopting a confrontational

“Well, urn…”

doesn’t serve it anymore, Mr. Stewart. Can you consider something else, like hamburgers,

want anything else. I only want wonton, and specifically

disregarding his status as a CEO, acted like an unreasonable child, refusing to settle

for words, “Have you not eaten anything

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

Braden admitted openly.

a dish that he loved the most, other foods would

here for a moment. I’ll go

stubborn man

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