I Stopped Waiting and Started Loving novel Chapter 159

Bonnie stared at Quentin, her mind going blank for a moment.

"Candy?"

She blinked, entirely confused as to why he was suddenly asking this.

After all, her childhood memories were incredibly hazy.

She only vaguely remembered almost being set up in an arranged marriage; the rest was just what her grandpa had told her.

She had even shared it as a funny childhood story with the man she once knew as Parrish.

What had Parrish said back then?

He had taken her hand gently, joking with a smile, "Thank goodness you didn't, or I'd be crying my eyes out right now."

Thinking of this, Bonnie let out a self-deprecating, bitter laugh.

If Parrish realized that the person she was supposed to marry was actually Quentin.

If he knew that after all his exhausting schemes and betrayals, he would discover that not only had he played her, but she had completely played him as well.

That typically arrogant, cold face of his would probably twist with absolute fury on the spot.

Just picturing it made the suffocating weight in her chest lighten significantly.

"Not really."

Pulling herself back to the present, Bonnie shook her head subconsciously. "I ate too much candy when I was little and ruined my teeth. After my adult teeth came in, I was too scared to eat sweets."

Quentin watched her, suddenly letting out a low chuckle.

His laugh lacked its usual harshness, instead carrying an indescribable tenderness.

The way he looked at her was like a pool of melting spring water, so soft it felt almost surreal.

Bonnie felt completely creeped out under his gaze, an odd feeling settling in her chest.

She shrank back awkwardly.

"What's wrong? How did you know I liked candy when I was little?"

Quentin didn't answer, merely observing her in silence.

A moment later, his deep voice filled the room.

"Thank you."

Bonnie was thoroughly confused. "Huh?"

She stared at him, bewildered, question marks practically written all over her face.

But Quentin didn't want to explain further.

Truthfully, he was a man who had never really had a childhood.

In his memories, his happiest childhood moments were solely contained within the six months this girl had spent by his side.

At the time, his mother's illness had reached its final stages, beyond any medical cure.

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