Female Novel
Chapter 88
Chapter 88
In the days to come, the scar on her palm would likely continue to fade, much like what had happenedbetween her and Jonathan. With time, it would all become less prominent, almost as if nothing hadever happened.
Rosalie gently clenched her fist and walked out of the Environment and Sanitation Administration.
She hadn’t gotten very far when a silver-gray Porsche blocked her path. Stepping out of the car wasnone other than the man who had been the subject of discussion among the girls from the Environmentand Sanitation Administration. It was Calvin.
“Do you need something?” Rosalie asked.
“I’d like to invite you for a meal as a thank you,” Calvin said. He opened the passenger seat door,clearly expecting Rosalie to get in.
“You don’t need to thank me for the bracelet. I didn’t do much,” Rosalie replied, lifting her foot andattempting to bypass
him.
Before she could take more than a step, his hand abruptly rose, barring her path. His phoenix-like eyesfixed on her, veiled in an enigmatic gaze that left Rosalie unable to decipher his intentions.
“I’m not accustomed to being indebted to anyone, so I must treat you to a meal,” he insisted firmly, histone leaving no room for refusal, and his gaze deepened.
Rosalie bit her lip slightly. A person like Calvin probably wasn’t used to being turned down. The moreshe resisted, the more he might persist. It might be easier for her to accept the meal.
Besides, if he had intended to harm her, he could have done so last night!
Rosalie didn’t say anything more and climbed into the
passenger seat.
Calvin then closed the car door and returned to the driver’s seat before driving away.
During the journey. Rosalie watched the receding scenery with a bitter smile. She remembered aftergraduating from university and becoming a lawyer, she used to believe that everything could bereasoned out.
But after all she had been through, she realized that sometimes, it depended on whether the otherperson was willing to listen to the reason.
If the other party wasn’t willing to reason with you, then you wouldn’t even have a chance to do so.
“What are you thinking about?” Calvin’s voice suddenly filled the car.
“I was thinking about the silver bracelet. It seemed to be quite important to you,” she replied casually.
A faint smile appeared on Calvin’s indifferent face. “Yes, it is important.”
“Since it’s so important, isn’t the person who stole your thing yesterday in a miserable situation?”Rosalie asked.
He glanced at her from the corner of his eyes and replied, “Yes, quite miserable, I’d say”
His voice was casual, but she thought that the person who had stolen from him probably had a reallybad ending.
The car stopped in front of a restaurant.
Rosalie knew it was a well-known establishment in Strico. Booking a table was difficult here, and theprices were high too. A simple meal here could cost an ordinary person’s salary for one or two years,let alone the special dishes.
However, for someone like Calvin, dining here was probably nothing out of the ordinary.
After they entered the restaurant, Calvin took Rosalie to a private room.
“What would you like to eat?” Calvin asked.
“Anything is fine,” Rosalie replied.novelbin
Calvin took charge of ordering the dishes, and the table was soon adorned with an exceptionally lavishspread.
As she ate, Rosalie couldn’t quite figure out what Calvin’s intentions were. She wondered if he reallyjust wanted to thank her by treating her to a meal.
Halfway through the meal, Calvin suddenly asked, “Ms. Leighton, you used to date Zachary, am Iright?”
Rosalie’s hand holding the fork suddenly stiffened. She lowered her head and hummed in response.Sure enough, someone like him had probably investigated her thoroughly before inviting her out for thismeal.
“Did you break up with him because of the accident that happened back then?” he asked again.
“So what if I did?” She raised her head and asked, “Mr. Gunner, the person I ran into was Jonathan’sfiancée. In Strico, who would dare to date me?”
“I would,” he said.
Rosalie was taken aback. She looked at the person in front of her in surprise, and her mind suddenlywent blank.
“Well, do you want to try dating me?” Calvin asked.
When Rosalie heard these words, she didn’t feel any hint of ambiguity. Instead, the words sent shiversdown her spine. The man in front of her, with a cold and distant expression, spoke as if she were justan object to him.
An object he had taken an interest in.
“From what I know, Mr. Gunner, you’ve recently started dating someone else,” she said, mentioning thegossip she had heard today at the Environment and Sanitation Administration.
“Yes, I’ve started dating someone. But if you choose to date me, I will naturally break up with her,” hereplied earnestly. Rosalie couldn’t help but feel like she was in the middle of a joke, and a sense ofabsurdity washed over her. It appeared that Calvin treated dating as something incredibly casual.
“Why?” She was puzzled. Her appearance, although not bad back then, had deteriorated after threeyears in prison, and her current daily exposure to the weather without proper care didn’t make herparticularly appealing.
“Your face. It’s nice, just the way I like it,” he said.
“Face?” She couldn’t help but touch her own face. She didn’t consider her appearance to be better thanthose of female celebrities in the entertainment industry.
What’s more, there were plenty of beautiful celebrities willing to be his girlfriend.
“Especially those eyes of yours,” he continued. “Your eyes, they are beautiful, but your gaze is tooburdened and heavy.” His gaze was fixed on her eyes as he spoke. “So, what do you say? Do youwant to date me?”
His
words appeared casual, but his gaze seemed like it could penetrate her, making it hard for her tobreathe.
Rosalie suddenly stood up. “I need to use the restroom.” She came up with a reason and left theprivate room hastily. Calvin lowered his eyes, and a hint of playful amusement played on his lips.
Rosalie stood in front of the restroom mirror and stared at her face blankly. Her face had a clearcomplexion without any makeup, perhaps just passable. As for her eyes, she had never consideredthem particularly remarkable, maybe decent, but not the kind of eyes that would leave people in awe.
She wondered if Calvin was genuinely interested in her, or if was it just a passing whim, much like howJonathan had found her intriguing and wanted to play a game with her.
The thought of Jonathan brought a sharp pang to Rosalie’s heart..
Her Jon was gone. The pure and innocent man in her heart was gone.
Rosalie shook her head. As soon as she walked out of the restroom, someone rushed up to her andslapped her across the face.