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After a few chews, he paused somewhat uncomfortably, his brows slightly furrowed. He truly didn’t like the taste.
However, Emily Walker served him this dish. He didn’t want to see her hopeful expression change because of his reaction.
“So? Doesn’t it taste good?”
Baron Stuart felt that over time, Emily Walker had learned to be more at ease with him. Gradually, she felt more and more like… his girlfriend.
In the past, they never shared these small joys during lunch. Nowadays, she seemed to get along better with him. There was no more distance between them.
When did all this start? Emily Walker couldn’t recall.
“Hmm.” Baron Stuart hummed in response. Once he swallowed the ribs completely, he picked up the boiled water to sip, which helped to reduce the sour taste in his mouth.
Seeing him hum in response, Emily Walker’s face lit up in a smile. She attentively picked up the second piece of spare ribs from his bowl and brought it to his lips, saying, “Eat this one too.”
Her sweet smile was so charming it was impossible to refuse.
Gazing at the sour spare ribs she held to his lips, Baron Stuart’s face stiffened somewhat. He lifted his eyes, as dark as ink jade, to look at the little woman opposite him.
It seemed to be the first time she ‘personally’ fed him a meal, wasn’t it?
At this thought, Baron Stuart opened his mouth and once again took in a mouthful of the sour spare ribs he despised, chewing slowly.
Seeing him accept another bribe, Emily Walker’s smile intensified.
“Well, I think since the tuition has been paid, wouldn’t it be a waste if I don’t finish this semester?” She gave him a hopeful look as she cautiously asked.
Baron Stuart swallowed the second piece of sour spare ribs and took another sip of the boiled water. He lifted his eyes again to look at the young girl opposite him.
Waste? The tuition for Saintoro Academy was indeed much higher than for ordinary prestigious schools. But to him, that sum was insignificant, not worth mentioning. Even if it was wasted, he wouldn’t mind.
If anything was a waste, it was how much he sponsored Saintoro Academy in a single year.
“If I had realized your pregnancy earlier, I might not have sent you to school.” He looked at her calmly, his voice low and filled with a unique, masculine magnetism.
Upon hearing his words, Emily Walker was momentarily stunned.
Did he mean that because she is now carrying a baby, she can’t go back to school, no matter what?
Earlier, she had given him two pieces of ribs. Looking back, seems like a poor bargain?
After a moment of silence, Emily Walker lowered her head to continue eating her lunch, transferring all the remaining ribs from the serving dish into her own bowl.
Seeing her sudden action, Baron Stuart was surprised. This marked the first time seeing her throw a childish tantrum, which he found amusing.
So as Emily Walker was angrily eating her food, Baron Stuart sat back, his arms folded across his chest, a hint of smile on his lips, watching her with great interest and unimaginable affection.
Just then, a doorbell rang.
It took both of them aback. This villa seldom had visitors. The only possibility could be… Baron Stuart’s family.
At this thought, Emily Walker lifted her head but could eat no more.
The thought of his family rejecting her caused an inexplicable feeling of discomfort. She lost her appetite and laid down her chopsticks, turning her gaze towards grand entrance.
Meanwhile, Mrs. Noelle headed to the door at the sound of the bell.