Chapter 370
Lune earl with a mile, Im not so much a mind reader as I am an observant
psychology major.
Tve met experts who can deduce your thoughts just by looking at the slightest shift in your expression and gaze. These are the experts who work with investigative detectives.”
Carlisle had been a homebody in his past life, so he never came across any such expert. As such, he found Luna’s keen observation and sharp deduction skills.
shocking.
He went on to ask Luna if there was anything about Wanda’s condition he needed to pay special attention to.
Luna answered his questions patiently, telling him everything she knew about post-
traumatic stress.
After lunch, Carlisle brought Wanda back to his apartment to rest. He even bought at slice of cake with pink frosting from the bakery just around the corner.
As far as he knew, young ladies like Wanda often indulged in desserts.
Luna did say sugar could help boost one’s spirits, and desserts in moderate amounts
might cheer Wanda up.
Upon returning to the apartment, Carlisle led Wanda to the couch and pulled up a chair next to her. He then cut a small bite of cake with a teaspoon and brought it to
her mouth.
“Here you go, sweetheart. Say ‘ahh…”
Wanda opened her mouth obediently and ate the cake. Her eyes lit up at the sugary taste of it as she exclaimed, “It’s sweet!”
Carlisle brightened up. “You can taste that?”
“Yes,” she replied. “Can I have some more?”
She parted her lips, and Carlisle continued feeding her the cake. She was about
as ductured mat she was full
Cartade sharklet at he wiped the freaking from the corners of Wanda’s mouth “Get
mene kleng 1 bet you’re tired she staying up all night” he said.
nuk her head. Yn mot sleepy”
e dete’t when to fall asleep for fear of dreaming about the horrific scene from
Carliste sat on the couch and pulled her into his arms. “I’ll hold you while you sleep. I won’t leave you,” he murmured in her ear.
Wanda pursed her lips and wrapped her arms around him. She burrowed into his embrace and closed her eyes.
A while later, she fell into a deep sleep.
Carlisle turned his phone to silent mode. He had only just done so when Benjamin gave him a call.
Glancing at Wanda’s sleeping profile, Carlisle declined the call.
Meanwhile, Francis was on his way to Rainville. There were two vans and a sedan
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