How to Train Your Ex-Billionaire novel Chapter 186

They were neighbors and on good terms, so a birthday gift from him wouldn't be out of place.

But it couldn't be too expensive. Yvan frowned, trying to think of an appropriate gift.

The next evening, Fitch knocked on Winifred’s door again, handing her a neatly wrapped gift box. “Ms. Spencer,” he said with a smile, “I didn't know yesterday was your birthday, so I didn't get you a proper gift. I hope you don’t mind me giving it to you today.”

Winifred quickly tried to refuse. “Fitch, you’re too kind. The cake was more than enough of a gift. I can’t possibly accept anything else from you.”

“The cake was a coincidence; it doesn't count as a gift,” Fitch insisted with a friendly grin. “This is just a plush toy. I figured girls must like it, and it only cost a few dollars. Please, just accept it.”

Hearing it was an inexpensive gift, Winifred stopped protesting and accepted it graciously. “Well, thank you so much. You have to let me know when your birthday is so I can return the favor.”

Fitch smiled and nodded, thinking to himself that even if he did receive a gift, Mr. Brown would undoubtedly confiscate it.

Back in her apartment, Winifred opened the box.

Inside was an adorable, cream-colored teddy bear, the perfect size for cuddling in bed. She had always had a soft spot for fluffy things.

Winifred found herself growing more fond of it by the second. She hugged it tightly; it was so soft and comforting.

Fitch always seemed to give her things that were perfectly suited to her tastes.

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Life continued in its usual rhythm.

Yvan followed Winifred to and from work every day, memorizing her schedule.

She typically had seven days off a month. Besides work, she didn't seem to have many hobbies. On her days off, she usually stayed home and cooked delicious meals. On those occasions, Winifred would bring a portion over for Fitch, which, of course, Yvan ended up enjoying.

While Yvan was thrilled to eat her cooking, he wanted more for her. He wished she would go out, have some fun, and relax.

Yvan smiled and typed back, “No need for money. If you like her, just take them. A friend gave them to me for free anyway.”

“I couldn’t do that,” Winifred wrote. “The cheapest tickets for her show are over a hundred dollars. I can’t accept something so valuable from you.”

“Seriously, don’t worry about it. They’ll just go to waste if I keep them. If you insist on paying, then I won’t give them to you.”

Yvan added a playful, pouting emoji.

Winifred couldn't help but chuckle at his message. “Alright then, thank you so much, Fitch.”

“Don’t mention it,” Yvan replied with a smiling emoji. “There are two tickets, so you should ask a friend to go with you. Concerts are more fun with company.”

He certainly didn't want Fitch to go with her, which was why he’d pretended not to be interested.

As for her companion, he had already made arrangements. If all went according to plan, Winifred would be going with that person.