Five Years of Marriage to Mr. Bradford (by Koi Fish) novel Chapter 639

Chapter 639

Rebecca looked at the helpless shop owner. “I’ll settle his bill.”

“That won’t do. You’re a student too,” the shop owner said. “It’s fine. I’ll wait for my grandson.”

Just then, someone rushed in like a gust of wind, slapped 50 dollars on the table, pointed at Rebecca, and said, “That covers both our meals.”

He ran off without waiting for change.

“Well…” The owner was at a loss.

Rebecca quietly finished her pasta. The owner gave her the change, “He’s your classmate, right? Please give this back to him. We serve students and don’t overcharge them.”

Rebecca paused. “Okay, I’ll return it

to

him.”

She thought she wouldn’t see Vance again until Monday. But after finishing her dance practice at the studio, she ran into him down stairs in a newly opened cake shop.

She had planned to buy some cupcakes for Josette, who loved eating sweet and soft treats. She then remembered that it was the same place her parents had tricked her into. That was why Vance had timely rescued her.

After his irresponsible father abandoned him, the young and stubborn Vance started working part–time on weekends and during his free time to earn money.

Later, she learned that his part–time jobs were not just about earning money but also about gaining experience.

While other senior students were battling in the sea of exercises, he not only kept up with his studies but also managed a restaurant, which reportedly earned a good income.

Later, when he went to university, he sold the restaurant, accumulating his first funds for entrepreneurship.

He was completely independent, having made his way in the world without relying on his family. However, she didn’t know that he had also worked at a cake shop.

At this point, he was just a teenager, with the inexplicable pride and sensitivity of adolescence. So, when he saw Rebecca, he wanted to hide, as if not wanting her to see his current situation.

However, just as he took his first step, he felt that since she had already seen him, running away would be even more embarrassing. He stood still, pretending not to recognize her.

Rebecca took a tray and tongs, picked out the cakes Josette liked, and brought them to the counter.

Vance rang her up with cold indifference. “$58.”

She paid for the cakes, then pushed the change from the pasta shop toward him.

“What is this?” He couldn’t keep pretending anymore.

“It’s the change from the pasta shop,” she explained.

“It’s my treat. I’m not that poor.”

“I know. This is the change for both meals. Thank you for the treat.

He paused, then shrugged. “You’re welcome. Consider it repayment.”

“Repayment?”

“Yes. I ate your pumpkin pie on Halloween, and I bought you pasta. We’re even now.”

+15 Bonus

She hadn’t expected him to settle the score this way. She had remembered that Halloween, with its bright golden osmanthus and fragrant scent, for a long time.

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