Exposing the Charade of Deep Affection (PDF) novel Chapter 311

Chapter 311 Suddenly Approaching 

If it weren’t for the fact that I really couldn’t afford it, I felt I could still buy. 

Looking at the trivial things that were almost burying Daniel, I finally suppressed my surging desire to buy 

Pushing him to the side of the road, I found myself in a predicament. 

“We have so many things, it doesn’t seem very convenient to take a taxi,” I said, thinking about how to get back. When we came, it was Daniel’s bodyguard who brought us. 

I had just finished muttering when I saw a black Bentley pull up at the side of the road. Subsequently, two men in black got out and walked up to Daniel, addressing him, “Mr. Monroe.” 

Daniel gave a slight nod, handing the item in his hand to the bodyguard. 

Seeing this, I consciously shut up. It seemed that I was worrying for nothing. The world of the rich… extravagant and free. 

Daniel was ushered into the car by two bodyguards. Seeing me still standing by the roadside, he called out, “Why aren’t you getting in?” 

I looked at him and laughed, “I’ll take a taxi back later, you let them take you back to the hospital.” Mainly because we’re not going in the same direction, it’s inconvenient to go back and forth. 

He gave a soft laugh, his voice gentle. “I’ll take you first, it’s hard to get a taxi here.” 

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Although he spoke gently, his voice was indeed indisputable. It seemed to be the truth, after all, there were too many people hailing cabs outside the night market, and it would take quite a while to wait. 

Seeing this, I didn’t play coy either, and got on the car. 

Half an hour later, the car stopped outside the yard of the Conner’s place. I got out of the car and said goodbye to Daniel inside, “Thank you for driving me home, see you another day.” 

He nodded, handed me a delicate little box from the car, and said, “This is for you.” 

I was a bit surprised, couldn’t help but ask, “What thing?” 

He gave a faint smile, “A little trinket, you can open it and see.” 

Out of curiosity, I opened the box to take a look and saw a delicately crafted necklace inside the exquisite box. Because it was made so small and detailed, it looked particularly cute and novel. 

For a moment, I couldn’t help but stare at him and ask, “When did you buy this?” This wasn’t something that should have been prepared in advance, it must have been a spur-of-the-moment purchase. But there was no way such a delicate and expensive necklace could be found at a night market. So when did he buy this? 

His thin lips lifted in a smile, answering a question not asked, “Do you like it?” 

I nodded, but then it occurred to me that this thing seemed a bit expensive. Looking at him, I asked, “Why are you suddenly giving me a gift?” 

He abruptly raised the half-eaten cotton candy in his hand, along with a Superman mask, and said, “You’ve given me gifts too, it’s only polite to reciprocate.” 

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I was momentarily speechless. What on earth was this? He called this reciprocity? 

Lavish! 

Besides these two words, I really couldn’t think of anything else to describe it at the moment. 

Handing him the box I held, I said, “This isn’t about reciprocation. This necklace looks very expensive, I can’t accept it.” 

He paused, looking at me hesitantly, “You… don’t like it?” 

I shook my head, “No, I…” 

“That’s fine.” He spoke, not giving me a chance to respond, continuing, “The gift is about the sentiment, there’s no such thing as expensive or not expensive. What you gave me, I really like, so it’s very valuable. Therefore, just accept it with peace of mind, otherwise, we can’t be considered friends.” 

Eh, how did it even get to the point of bringing up something like friendship? 

For a moment, I couldn’t find anything to say. I paused and then said, “Alright, I’ll accept it. Thank you for your kindness.”