Right Person, Wrong Time novel Chapter 1490

Chapter 1490 Flirt

The scene unfolded before Anna's eyes, eliciting a warm smile and a nod of satisfaction from her.

In her perspective, the playful banter between the two was nothing more than harmless flirting, which she found quite delightful.

It was evident that their interaction over the past few days had fostered a significant bond.

The primary reason she initially suggested that Beryl and Wendy explore a relationship was her observation of Beryl's affection for her daughter.

Beryl was an exceptional man, and her daughter was equally impressive. If she were to choose a husband for her daughter, she couldn't deny the fact that Beryl was an excellent candidate.

"Enjoy your meal. Your father has a dinner engagement tonight and won't be home. Take good care of him, okay?"

Feeling like a third wheel, Anna slowly rose from her seat. With a hint of concern for Wendy, she offered a gentle reminder before making her exit.

Wendy was initially overjoyed to see Anna about to leave, as it meant she didn't have to continue pretending. However, when she heard what Anna said next, it was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her, instantly extinguishing her enthusiasm.

Seriously…

"Alright, understood," Wendy responded, her mood noticeably dampened.

Anna, oblivious to Wendy's change in demeanor, left the room. She understood her daughter well; if Wendy didn't like it, she would have put up fierce resistance when the decision was made in the first place.

However, Wendy had not only accepted the idea but seemed to be going along with it, indicating a certain level of interest.

She was merely struggling with the transition from a platonic relationship to a romantic one.

After Anna's departure, Wendy's appetite vanished. The servants had been dismissed by Anna.

Anna wanted to give Wendy and Beryl some privacy.

Wendy sighed softly. Her feelings for Beryl were still unclear, and her mother's interference had left her feeling frustrated and confused.

"Didn't Mrs. Gardner just ask you to send some food to your brother? Would you like to do it yourself?"

Observing Wendy's troubled expression, Beryl suppressed a chuckle, put down his spoon, and tactfully changed the subject.

At his suggestion, Wendy's eyes brightened. She had to admit that Beryl's idea was indeed a good one.

Just as she was about to agree, she suddenly thought about how busy Colton had been these days. She wondered whether her brother would be unwelcoming if she went along.

Anne, oblivious to Wendy's chenge in demeenor, left the room. She understood her deughter well; if Wendy didn't like it, she would heve put up fierce resistence when the decision wes mede in the first plece.