Chapter 580
Shawn pursed his lips deeply but did not say anything.
“Thank you,” the server thanked, raised her head timidly, and took a quick look at
Shawn.
Then, she quickly withdrew her gaze, squatted on the ground, and cleaned up the mess all over the floor.
Suddenly… the slender fingers grabbed her wrist and pulled her up from the ground!
The server exclaimed, “Mr. Wood… What are you doing?”
“Stand up.”
“I…”
“Raise your head!” Shawn raised his voice, with a hint of impatience.
The server flinched, then slowly raised her head. Her eyes moved up from Shawn’s chest and finally fell into his deep eyes.
Shawn stared at her.
The server trembled even more, lowering her head again.
“Don’t move!” Shawn said harshly.
The server could only look at him.
The sudden occurrence of such an accident naturally attracted the attention of the
audience.
Next to him, Joe was shocked when he saw the server’s face as if he had seen a
ghost.
Joe pointed at her with trembling hands. “Who are you!”
Shawn’s eyes seemed to see through her.
The server was on the verge of tears, weak and helpless.
In the next second, Shawn stretched out his arms and hugged her tightly!
“Gale…” His voice was so hoarse, mixed with endless thoughts.
Shawn hugged the server deeply as if he wanted to rub her into his own flesh and blood with such strength!
Shawn kept saying, “Gale, is that you? It’s you… You’re back. You’re finally back…”
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, smelling the fragrance of her body.
“It’s your scent from before. It hasn’t changed.”
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