Chapter 322 Fake Is Fake
Caden exerted a little force, causing the man to sweat profusely in pain.
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His girlfriend couldn’t bear it anymore and quickly said, “I’m sorry, it was me who accidentally bumped into this young lady just now.”
Caden looked coldly at the woman and said, “So, you can apologize?”
The woman’s face was filled with guilt, she knew very well whether she had bumped into someone or not, but she let her boyfriend take the blame just because Beatrice was alone.
“It’s not an apology to me, it’s to her…” Caden looked at the furrowed brow of Beatrice and paused. “Apologize to
her.*
The woman turned to Beatrice and apologized, “I’m sorry. Can you let go of my boyfriend for me?”
Beatrice saw many people watching the play around her and, afraid of attracting unnecessary trouble, she reminded them.
“It was too dangerous to play on the stairs. Please be careful next time.”
As the words fell, Caden’s face inexplicably relaxed, and he let go of the man with great satisfaction.
I listened to her.”
The man felt somewhat resentful, but he didn’t dare to act, so he could only pretend to be dragged away by his girlfriend.
Beatrice was about to leave when a hand tightened around her waist, causing her to lift her elbow and jab backwards.
But he was directly blocked by Caden from behind.
“Watch
your step,
girlfriend,”
“Who was your girlfriend?”
he said
as
he
pulled
her
hand down, reminding her.
You didn’t deny it just now.”
“You…”
Just as Beatrice was about to retort, the person behind them had already started urging them.
She could only go out first.
The two of them walked out of the cinema together. Beatrice tightened her clothes and turned around, extending her hand to Caden.
“Give me back my phone.”
“Is there nothing else you want to say?”
The man’s eyes were deep and powerful, as if Beatrice’s every subtle expression could not escape his gaze. She knew that he wanted to say that they were misunderstood as boyfriend and girlfriend. But she didn’t want to say, treating it as just an interlude in the cinema, and forgetting about it as soon as she walked out.
“No.” she replied coldly.
Caden looked at her and handed her the phone back.
After getting her phone, Beatrice prepared to cross the square to hail a taxi..
Just as she turned around, she was grabbed by Caden.
“I took you back home.”
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“No need, there were many taxis here, very convenient.”
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the man’s hand tightened even more.
Beatrice averted her gaze and turned to leave, but the
The two of them remained deadlocked for a few seconds.
Suddenly, a little girl ran
“Ryan, did you make
over and plucked two knitted roses from the small basket in her arms.
Auntie angry? Buy a never–wilting flower to appease her.”
Caden took the flowers and prepared to pay.
The little girl looked at Caden’s outfit and smiled innocently, saying, “Ninety–nine roses, wishing you a long and lasting relationship.”
Beatrice glanced at the two adults not far from the little girl and chuckled, “Do you want to see how much your parents are charging for those flowers in that basket? Twenty dollars each, and you’re already talking nonsense at such a young age?”
The little girl pouted and coquettishly said, “Ryan, buy it, buy it. I think the flowers will match Auntie very well.”
Even the target customers are so clear, it seems that selling flowers has become an experienced profession.
Caden paid directly and took the flowers.
The little girl happily ran to find her parents.
Beatrice exclaimed, “Did she deceive you? And you still bought it?”
“Just buy what she said.”
“What words?” Beatrice was completely confused.
Caden looked at her, with a slight curl of his lips and a barely perceptible glimmer in his eyes, “What do you think?”
Beatrice’s heart skipped a beat.
Did you make Auntie angry?
Wishing you a long and lasting time.
The flowers matched her well?
Which sentence suits their identity?
No!
While thinking, the two flowers had already been handed to Beatrice.
No matter how much it was worth, the craftsmanship was indeed good. Under the moonlight and streetlights, it had a plush feeling, emitting a halo, very beautiful.
But these two flowers reminded her of Bella picking out fresh flowers one afternoon, even needing to have them air–shipped.
So no matter how beautiful these two flowers were, they were both fake.
Beatrice took the flowers and mocked with a faint smile, “What is this? A cheap apology? Or am I just cheap?”
“Mr. Caden, stop playing these tricks. Fake is fake, it can
Fake is fake, it can never be real. I am no longer a child.”
She threw the flowers into the trash bin as soon as she turned around.
Caden froze.
Beatrice ran directly towards the taxi.
After getting on the car, she calmly shifted her gaze away, looking at the figure outside the window.
“Miss? Miss?”
“What happened?”
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Beatrice
realized
she had been
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daydreaming only when she heard the driver’s voice.
The driver spoke again, “Where to? I have asked you several times.”
“Sorry.”
Beatrice gave the address.
Then, he stared out of the car window and began to daydream.
After a while, the driver’s voice rang out again.
“Miss, why are you SO
absent–minded?
Your
phone has been ringing for a while.”
Beatrice immediately picked up her phone, it was a call from Odin.
“Beatrice, did you go back?”
“In the taxi,”
Beatrice
thought of something
and
quickly said, “Is Bella okay?”
“Both of them finished the examination. Lucia’s foot was a little swollen, and Bella’s knee got bumped when she fell. Mr. Caden is already on his way to pick her up.”
Did you pick up Bella?
Just now, Caden was still saying those words to her, then he turned around and went to find Bella.
She found it laughable and pitiful.
“Beatrice? Are you still listening?” Odin noticed the silence and asked.
“I am.” Beatrice said weakly.
“What happened?”
“Well… that movie, I was deceived.”
Odin chuckled lightly and said, “It seems you really don’t know. The reason people mock it online as a romantic science fiction film is because when girlfriends are scared, they can hide in their boyfriends‘ arms.”
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“Scared?”
“Fortunately,” Beatrice pursed her lips.
“It’s a pity, otherwise I could have experienced what it feels like to have a beautiful woman in my arms.”
Odin even sighed in cooperation.
Beatrice chuckled, but before the curve of her lips could fully rise, she heard Bella’s voice.
“Bro, Mr. Caden has arrived, let’s go first.”
“Mr. Caden, you don’t have to rush like this, I’m really fine, I just fell because my prosthetic limb wasn’t that flexible.”
Beatrice couldn’t laugh and couldn’t speak.
The driver happened to mention it.
She took the opportunity to hang up the phone and said, “I have arrived, you should go back and rest early too.”
“Well, tomorrow I went to pick you up.”
“Okay.”
Beatrice casually agreed and hung up the phone.
Eclipse Hills.
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Bella scraped her knee and bumped her prosthetic leg, making it difficult for her walk.
So I followed Caden back to the nearby Eclipse Hills.
Just as I sat down, Bella started
started talking about the interesting things that happened today.
Lucia and I went to the mall near the flower shop to have a meal, and coincidentally, we ran into my brother and Beatrice going to watch a movie. It was my brother’s first time accompanying a woman to watch a movie, it seems like their relationship is progressing rapidly.
Caden paused in his action of pouring water and said in a low voice, “Did you mention the flowers?” “Um. Lucia blurted out,” Bella leaned against the sofa and rubbed her legs.
Caden didn’t ask again, he put down the cup and said expressionlessly, “I will go tidy up the guest room for you.” Upon hearing the words “guest room,” Bella’s expression froze with affection. She had just thought about suggesting to sleep in the master bedroom when Caden had already left.
She tightened her grip on the cup as she watched the man’s figure recede.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a bag on the table.
Caden held onto it all the way back and didn’t even let Keith touch it.
Bella propped herself up and walked to the edge of the table, opening the bag and looking inside. She was slightly taken aback.
It
threw
it
away
for you.”
Immediately, she half–jokingly said towards the direction of the guest room, “Why did you bring back all the
I doesn’t tea?
two hours, unfinished milk
taste good after
Without waiting for a response, she directly dumped it into the trash can.
