Chapter 115: 093: I have seen Viola Thompson! _4
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Her skin was very white, and even up close, there were no visible pores, like a piece of rare jade that comes only once in a millennium.
Looking up her face, there was a small, dainty nose tip and a high, straight nose bridge.
Then there were her long, thick eyelashes, like a heart-fluttering butterfly.
Terrence Lentz subconsciously reached his hand out.
But in the very next second, he quickly withdrew it, just watching her.
Just then, the girl’s eyelashes trembled.
Realizing that she was about to wake up, Terrence closed his eyes immediately.
Viola Thompson’s eyes opened, first in confusion, but then she quickly reacted, stood up, and placed her hand on Terrence’s forehead to check his temperature.
“Hmm, you’re not feverish anymore.”
At the moment Viola withdrew her hand, Terrence opened his eyes.
For a moment, as their eyes met, they both froze.
He fell into her clear, peach blossom eyes like a drowning man, unable to save himself from sinking.
Viola was the first to react, her cheeks dimpling slightly, “You’re awake? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere now?”
“No discomfort anywhere. Thank you, Viola.”
It was a very natural mention of her name, Viola.
Even Terrence, himself, didn’t realize it.
“You’re welcome.” Viola’s eyes curved into a smile, “Are you hungry? I’ll cook some noodles for you.” Ding dong!
Viola turned to open the door.
As Terrence watched Viola’s retreating figure, the corners of his lips lifted in a slight smile, his eyes full of warmth, as if an empty space in his heart had filled instantly.
Viola opened the door.
Adam Swantz walked in from outside carrying two bags of breakfast, “Sister, you and Terrence haven’t eaten yet, right? Look, I bought breakfast for you guys. I didn’t know what you like, so I bought a bit of everything.”
Adam placed the food on the table, walking further into the room and saying, “Sister, is Terrence awake yet? Is he alright?”
Terrence, neatly dressed, walked out of the room.
Wearing a black silk shirt with the top button undone, revealing his sexy Adam’s apple, an incredibly handsome and alluring aura enveloped him.
Even Adam, a big guy himself, paused for a moment.
With Terrence looking this good, as long as he put in a little effort, how many River City ladies could he win over?
Adam laughed and turned to Viola, “You, Sister, are truly amazing!’
Terrence’s leg condition was extremely stubborn, and under normal circumstances, simply stopping the pain would take a long time.
But Viola had accomplished it in just one night, allowing Terrence to recover completely.
Viola glanced back and smiled softly, “Keep it low-key.”
“Go set the breakfast table,” Terrence instructed.
“Oh, okay!” Adam Swantz immediately jogged to the dining room to set the breakfast table.
Viola fetched bowls and chopsticks from the kitchen and helped Adam with the preparations.
Terrence walked over, took the items from Adam’s hands, “Let me do it. You can go wash your hands and eat.”
Adam gave Terrence a knowing smile and chuckled quietly.
Terrence would definitely be a henpecked husband in the future.
To give the couple some alone time, Adam slowed down his hand-washing, and finally just sat down on a chair and started playing with his phone. Viola glanced at the bathroom and asked, “Do you want to check on him?”
“Mm.” Terrence got up, walked to the bathroom door, and knocked, “Are you alright?”
Adam opened the door and came out, very considerately saying, “Terrence, you guys eat. I just remembered I have something to take care of, so I’ll be going. ”
Adam left the apartment in a hurry.
Terrence sat back down at the dining table, “Let’s continue eating.”
Viola nodded slightly, not at all reserved. She first ate two crab meat buns and then picked up a plate of fried noodles.
“l can’t finish all of this. Do you want to share?”
“Mm.” Terrence nodded slightly.
Viola divided the fried noodles and placed half in Terrence’s bowl.
Adam had bought plenty for breakfast.
Even after both of them were full, there was still more than half left.
While cleaning up, Terrence subconsciously wanted to throw the leftovers into the trash bin.
Viola quickly grabbed his wrist.
“What’s wrong?” Terrence looked at her.
“l can save this for lunch,” Viola took the containers of leftover food from his hands, “Let’s start conserving food little by little.”
Conserve food, starting from you and me.
Although he couldn’t recall that particular face, this sentence overlapped with the one from his memory.
Terrence’s lips lifted into a smile, “I’ll have lunch with you at noon.”
Just then, Mantou, the cat, walked over and rubbed itself against Terrence’s leg..