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Exposing the Charade of Deep Affection (PDF) novel Chapter 251

Chapter 251 I Won’t Lower My Standards to Accompany 

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Had enough to eat to have the strength? 

I frowned, unconsciously thinking in some strange directions. It wasn’t that my imagination was rich, but mainly because he had rushed to take a shower as soon as he got back, and just now he had said something that provoked a lot of thoughts. 

Everyone would overthink. 

Having just experienced an unwarranted disaster and taken a nap, I was indeed a bit hungry at this point. 

However, I didn’t eat first, but sat aside and waited for a while. Having been married to Walter for two years, I had a rough idea of how long he would take to shower. 

Sure enough, he came out after a short while. Seeing me sitting at the dining table without touching my chopsticks, he frowned, wiping hist damp black hair, and asked, “Doesn’t it suit your taste?” 

I shook my head, aware that he was only wrapped in a towel. I didn’t turn to look at him, but instead said without looking away, “No, I’ll wait for you.” 

Hearing this, he sat down across from me, freshly bathed. The man was so handsome it was almost excessive, his expression warm yet helpless as he said, “Fool, it’ll get cold soon, eat quickly.” 

Saying so, he/she picked up the chopsticks and served me some food. 

Seeing that his upper body was still bare, with muscle lines so 

attractive they were particularly striking, I didn’t say much, just unconsciously shifted my gaze away 

He seemed not to care at all, but rather acted as if he was afraid I would go hungry, constantly adding food to my bowl. 

Looking at the small mountain piled up in front of me, I couldn’t help but speak up to stop, “Don’t take any more, I can’t eat that much.” 

Hearing me speak, he finally stopped, his dark eyes staring at me, “What’s wrong? Why is your face so red?” As he spoke, he even reached out to touch my forehead. 

I quickly dodged, lowering my eyes and said, “It’s okay, it’s cold outside, put on your clothes.’ 

The man across from me fell silent and didn’t stand up. I didn’t look at him, but I felt that he must have been staring straight at me at that 

moment. 

Driven by instinct, I wanted to look up and see what he was really doing. I didn’t want to meet his direct gaze as soon as I looked up, the corners of his mouth still carrying a faint hint of a smile. 

“Tabatha, are you shy?” He spoke, his voice low and enticing. 

“No!” I vehemently denied, but it only made me seem more guilty, like the proverbial ‘three hundred taels of silver not buried here’. 

His pleasant voice reached my ears. For a moment, he raised his eyebrows, following my words, “Alright, if there’s none, there’s none.” Saying this, he got up, put on his robe, and sat down again across from 

I didn’t know if it was because of the daytime, but I couldn’t distance myself from him at that time, nor could I be too intimate with him. It always felt awkward. 

He seemed to have figured it out, but didn’t say much. He just ate with 

After finishing his meal, he looked at me, his gaze still doting, “Are you full?” 

I nodded, looking at his eyes fixed on me, I couldn’t help but feel nervous. He had just taken a shower and mentioned something about eating to replenish his energy. Now… could it be…! 

Thinking of this, I could clearly feel my own face turning hot with embarrassment. 

The man across from me was looking at me, his dark eyes deep and restrained. He slowly rose and walked over to me, waved at me, and said. “Let’s go!” 

His two words, like a heavy hammer hitting the ground, made me stiffen a bit. I wanted to say something, but it seemed that because he had saved me, anything I said at that moment would appear ungrateful. 

Helplessly, I could only slowly extend my hand to him. His palm was broad and warm. As he held my hand, I inexplicably felt a bit more at 

ease. 

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